Hello, darlings! It's your girl, Pink Tutu Sparkles, reporting live from Bishops Stortford! As you know, my life is one big whirl of sparkles, sequins, and, of course, pink tutus! Today, however, my tulle train takes me to the charming market town of Bishops Stortford, where a beautiful community awaits.
Now, I know some of you might be thinking, "Bishops Stortford? Isn't that a bit far from the glitter and glamour?" But you're wrong, my lovelies! This little gem of a town has got a lot going on! There's something quite magical about leaving the hustle and bustle of the city behind and stepping into a quaint little town with cobblestone streets and charming shops.
The journey there was a delightful experience, wouldn't you say? My journey started on a steam train, a nostalgic treat that took me right back to those old Hollywood films where glamorous women sashayed in their finest gowns, waving handkerchiefs from their compartments. I think they called those compartment things “carriages" back then, don’t you think? And me? I was channeling the most fabulous, sequined, pink tutu version of a 1930s film star! Can't you just imagine? Swoon!
Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, Bishops Stortford! After disembarking my beautiful railway carriage, I went exploring! The cobblestone streets were an absolute delight - perfect for a tutu twirl, if you ask me! The streets were full of delightful boutiques selling the most fantastic frocks - oh, if my wallet wasn’t so flat I would have bought the entire shop! There’s a quaint little theatre which was filled with chatter and excited young people eager to go see the ballet. Now, isn’t that something, to have such enthusiastic support for the arts! Oh, I even saw a darling little shop filled with ballet shoes and pointe shoes. Oh my gosh, you could have knocked me over with a feather!
As I wandered further, my tummy started to rumble, and you know I couldn't resist the pull of a quaint little cafe. They had the most amazing Victoria Sponge I've ever tasted – it was like a delicious cloud of vanilla and buttercream, with that signature crumbly tea-time cake feel to it. If I weren't so worried about getting crumbs in my tutu, I’d have devoured the whole thing in one sitting! But I managed to stay civilised! Oh, and they served tea in beautiful bone china cups - pure Victorian elegance, wouldn't you say? I almost had a twirl right there and then - but I thought the teapot might need an emergency change of undies, so I held off!
After lunch, I stumbled upon the most stunning old house! Apparently it's an old Tudor manor. I'm not entirely sure what "Tudor" means, but it certainly looked grand, my dears! And you know, even with all its age and history, it seemed like a lovely, comfortable, welcoming place, just perfect for a cup of tea and a gossip with the girls! I'll need to come back another time, put my pink tutu and dancing shoes on and dance my heart out! I think I hear someone singing, 'the floor is lava'!
My explorations of the lovely Bishops Stortford continue in the evening as I have been booked for a private performance for the local residents' club - and of course, they have invited the whole community! You just have to love a friendly town, don't you! This little performance isn't just about showcasing my dazzling dance moves and dazzlingly pink tutu; it's about sharing the joy and fun of drag with a wider audience. I aim to inspire people to be whoever they want to be, embrace their own unique style, and never be afraid to wear their heart on their sleeves. Well, if you're in a tutu it will be on your knees - right!?
Let's face it, everyone needs a little bit of glitter and fun in their lives! And you can't get any more fun and glittery than a pink tutu! And you can never have enough pink tutus, darlings! They’re for everyone - from scientists like myself, who have to wear a lab coat by day and sequins by night, to everyday people, ready to embrace a little joy. In fact, if there’s one thing I hope I'm doing it's inspiring everyone, from young girls and boys, to the granddads and the grannies out there, to slip on a pink tutu. Just one. And wear it with confidence. That's what it’s all about. That’s how to sparkle in this crazy world.
So, here's to Bishops Stortford, a place full of surprises and endless possibilities, a town I hope to return to again and again, and I want to wish you, my gorgeous, beautiful community, a day full of pink tutus, sparkly dresses and joy. See you again tomorrow for another blog update.
Stay sparkly,
Pink Tutu Sparkles,
(Otherwise known as Alex, back in the laboratory)
