Hello lovelies!
Welcome back to my little corner of the internet, where pink is always in bloom and tutus are the ultimate fashion statement! This week, I'm writing to you from the magical city of Vienna, Austria! My trusty pink tutu is nestled beside me in my little hotel room, ready for a whirl through the streets and an elegant promenade to the theatre. Oh, the excitement!
Vienna is a city that feels like it was built for dancing. It's brimming with music and elegance, with grand palaces, ornate squares, and cafes where you can lose yourself in a good book and a steaming cup of coffee. And as a tutu-loving ballerina, I couldn't be more smitten!
I arrived yesterday on the most charming train ride, feeling like I stepped out of a storybook. The scenery whizzed by in a kaleidoscope of autumn hues - amber, ochre, crimson - making me want to twirl in my seat, but of course, the tutu rules! The journey was so relaxing. There's something so enchanting about watching the world fly by from a train window.
Tonight, my darlings, I'm attending the Vienna State Opera! My heart is racing with anticipation. The programme features the magnificent Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake. Oh, how I adore that ballet! The story, the music, the costumes - they all intertwine to create pure enchantment. I imagine myself gliding across the stage as Odette, her white tutu fluttering around her as she navigates the tragic love story. But perhaps a pink tutu for the swans would be a bolder statement?!
Tomorrow, my plan is to explore the Imperial Palace. I hear it is truly breathtaking, filled with incredible art and architecture that makes me swoon just thinking about it! And I absolutely must visit the Museum of Theatre History. Imagine the incredible collection of costumes and props they have tucked away. Imagine finding a vintage tutu hidden amongst the history! My heart would simply skip a beat.
My other Viennese missions include finding the perfect pink café for afternoon tea, browsing through the charming boutiques for a special new ballet shoe bag, and discovering the secret spots that only the locals know about. I've already got my eyes on a vintage pink coat at a vintage store in a hidden back street. Oh, how I love this city's atmosphere!
Of course, I haven't forgotten about my passion for horses. Vienna boasts an array of breathtaking riding schools. Imagine, my lovelies, learning how to waltz in the saddle under the watchful eye of expert equestrians! Who needs ballroom dancing, right?! This might just become my favourite part of the trip. I just know that feeling of the wind in my hair, the horse's steady rhythm beneath me, and the perfect, pink-hued equestrian gear, will leave me soaring with happiness.
Before I sign off, darling readers, I must share a little something that warmed my heart immensely today. While strolling through the city, I spied a group of little girls dancing on a cobbled street. They were dressed in simple, colourful dresses and their enthusiasm was contagious! They twirled and leaped with carefree abandon, and their joyous laughter filled the air. They may not have been wearing tutus, but they had that same sparkle in their eyes, that love for the art of dance, that I see every time I step onto the stage. It reminded me that dancing, at its core, is a universal language, a celebration of life and joy that knows no boundaries.
Vienna, you've captured my heart, and I know I'll be back to explore your charm again and again! Stay tuned next week for a special feature on ballet shoes - all the styles I love, from classical to contemporary! Don't forget to join me on my journey to inspire everyone to embrace their inner ballerina, and to wear a little pink tutu in their life.
With love and twirls,
Emma
www.pink-tutu.com
