#PinkTutuVienna blog on 2025-10-08

Guten Tag, my lovelies! It's Emma, your favourite tutu-clad traveller, and I'm positively giddy to be back in Vienna, Austria. The city practically thrums with the spirit of waltzing, the air fragrant with Viennese coffee and the scent of blooming wisteria, and I wouldn't be surprised to spot Strauss himself striding down the Ringstrasse in a velvet frock coat!

As always, I'm writing this from my delightful little hotel room – imagine a vintage boudoir, all chintz and lace, with a balcony overlooking a bustling street. The cobbled path beneath is sprinkled with golden leaves, each a tiny spark of autumn magic. I'm practically radiating with the joy of discovery!

This week, I'm diving headfirst into all things Viennese. Let's face it, this city was practically invented for ballerinas! Think Imperial grandeur, legendary ballet academies, and an almost palpable aura of history and elegance. It's enough to make any girl, and I do mean any girl, want to pirouette with sheer abandon!

My adventure began, of course, with a pilgrimage to the Schuhhaus, the shoe emporium on Graben. Can you believe it, darling? They have shoe departments dedicated to just the toes! And the heels, oh the heels! Imagine a glittering collection of exquisite pumps and dainty satin slippers – I even spotted a pair of sparkling pink pointe shoes! Needless to say, I had to buy a new pair of glittery heels to accompany my upcoming gala outfits. This week has already proven itself to be a feast for my sartorial soul.

I spent the afternoon wandering the elegant boutiques lining Kärntner Strasse. From vintage treasures at the antique shops to modern creations at designer boutiques, I could have happily spent hours indulging in a whirlwind of style! You see, darling, I'm a firm believer in making a statement. A little bit of pink, a touch of sparkle, a delightful tutu, and you can make even the most ordinary day feel extraordinary!

Of course, no visit to Vienna would be complete without experiencing the magic of its ballet scene. The Vienna State Opera House is a truly awe-inspiring structure. You practically feel the whispers of legend from the moment you enter. The building itself, with its rich history and opulent architecture, is enough to transport you to a different era, an era of swirling silks and velvet-clad heroes.

The highlight, naturally, was seeing “Giselle”. It’s a timeless classic, so exquisitely executed. It truly embodied the romantic spirit of Viennese ballet, complete with breathtaking choreography, a haunting score, and an ensemble that delivered goosebumps-inducing performances. Seeing it performed on this magnificent stage, within those walls steeped in the history of art, gave the entire performance an unforgettable sense of magic.

Afterwards, I felt inspired, invigorated! Imagine – ballet itself began as a playful dance for women! We, ladies, are the original movers and shakers of ballet history! I was reminded once again why my pink tutu is the perfect symbol of our feminine power.

To fuel all this dancing and sightseeing, I had to try the famed Viennese coffee. The café culture here is absolutely charming – a kaleidoscope of elegant tables and plush chairs, the gentle clinking of teacups, and the enticing aromas of warm coffee and pastry. It’s no wonder artists and writers flocked here in the past. There’s something about sipping coffee while listening to the world rustle by that makes you feel truly alive.

This evening, I'll be exploring the Vienna State Ballet library. Can you imagine? A whole collection dedicated to the history of dance! This is how you do research in style! It's going to be a feast for the eyes, a journey into the world of movement and graceful storytelling. And don’t worry, I’ll be posting photos of my discoveries, of course!

I'm so very grateful for each and every one of you joining me on this journey! To all my readers – don’t forget: It's never too late to put on your most dazzling tutu, grab a latte, and start waltzing through life with confidence and joy!

Until next week, darling.

Xoxo

Emma