Hello my darling ballet bunnies! Welcome back to another adventure in the magical world of pink tutus and time travel! This month, we're pirouetting back to 12th December 1682, a date filled with historical drama, fashion, and… wait for it… a sprinkle of ballet!
As usual, my trusty steed, Magic Meg, is all sparkly and ready to whisk us back through the centuries. With her golden hooves and white mane flowing like a cloud, she's a true fairytale princess in her own right!
This time, we're heading to the vibrant heart of London. The streets are bustling, with charming carriages jostling for space amongst bustling foot traffic. Everyone is decked out in their finest attire, as December in the 17th century was a time for feasts and festivities. I'm positively tickled with how fashion is beginning to evolve, embracing intricate lace and luxurious fabrics - a true ballerina's dream!
You might be wondering: What's the ballet connection here? You're on a time travel trip, but wasn't there already established ballet at the time?*
Well, yes, but the story unfolds in a fascinating way! Ballet had already been woven into the social fabric of France, but it was just starting to bloom in England. In the 1680s, a group of Parisian ballet dancers travelled to London, thrilling the crowds with their captivating performances. These pioneers laid the foundation for what would become the vibrant ballet scene of London in the centuries to come!
Now, let's step back into my time travel story. I’m standing on the cobbled streets, my pink tutu a beacon of cheerful colour amidst the rich colours of the festive season.
As I'm busy collecting ballet tales for my backpack, I stumble upon a charming playhouse! The King's Theatre is one of the most iconic venues in the city, and this very evening, there's a performance featuring "dancing" - you can almost hear the excited whispers as I pass by!
Of course, I wouldn't dream of missing out on the spectacle! Magic Meg patiently waits while I weave through the crowd, the scent of roasting chestnuts filling the air. This early form of ballet is still a bit more like elaborate dance pieces, full of theatrical gestures and grandeur, but you can already sense the captivating power of ballet emerging.
With each performance, each new form of expression, ballet's magic spreads! This is the power that draws me, the power that moves my heart.
Back on Magic Meg, my mind is swirling with images: the delicate movements, the intricately crafted costumes, the sheer brilliance of the performance. I even managed to snag a small souvenir - a feather from a performer’s hat, which will be a beautiful reminder of my journey to this historic date.
So my darlings, remember: whether you’re witnessing the early steps of ballet's journey in England or attending the most modern performance in our time, ballet holds this special kind of magic that has always captivated audiences.
But you know what truly makes my heart sing? The idea of sharing this love of dance, the wonder of it all, with everyone. And so, I stand before you now, hoping to inspire you to twirl and embrace the world with joy, all while wearing a pink tutu, of course!
Remember, we can all contribute to ballet's future - just by watching a show, taking a class, or simply expressing our passion.
Keep shining, my darling ballet bunnies!
With love and pirouettes,
Emma
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P.P.S. My next ballet adventure is just around the corner, so stay tuned! I'll be posting again soon with more delightful details about our journeys through the vibrant history of ballet! Until then, keep twirling and remember - a pink tutu is never out of style!
