Hello my gorgeous ballet bunnies! It’s Emma here, back with another captivating tale from my time-traveling adventures. This month, I'm whisking you all off to September 9th, 1687, and boy, is this a doozy of a trip! Get your pink tutus ready, darlings, because we're stepping into a world of baroque beauty and majestic courtly dance.
Before we travel back in time, let's give a big hello to my wonderful horse, Magic Meg! With her sparkling pink coat, golden hooves, and mane like spun moonlight, Meg is the epitome of elegance and grace, perfectly matched to my own fashion sense, don’t you think? And as always, my trusty leather rucksack is ready to gather more enchanting ballet relics for my collection!
We arrived in a bustling, vibrant London town, cobblestone streets echoing with the sounds of horse-drawn carriages and bustling market stalls. The air buzzed with excitement and anticipation. Oh, and did I mention that my pink tutu was attracting quite a lot of stares? It's true what they say, darling: pink never goes out of style, no matter what century you’re in.
Now, let’s dive into what was happening in the world of ballet on September 9th, 1687. In France, ballet was a cornerstone of courtly life, with King Louis XIV, the "Sun King," a staunch supporter of this elegant art form. His reign saw a dazzling flowering of ballet in its various forms, with ballets d’opera and ballets-comiques gracing the stages of Versailles. In London, however, ballet was still taking its baby steps, so to speak. It wasn't until a bit later that this lovely dance form really took root in England, gaining a more prominent place in social circles and theaters.
Oh, I do wish I could have seen the grand ballets happening in the French courts! They tell stories about gods and goddesses, with magnificent costumes, intricate set pieces, and breathtaking choreography. I bet those performers were something to behold in their exquisite attire. Of course, we mustn’t forget that those dances were all meticulously set to music - so incredibly elegant!
You know what I’d like to do in a few months? Travel back to that time in France and get a good look at what it all was like. To feel the music reverberating through the grand ballroom. Imagine me waltzing across the dance floor in my pink tutu! Maybe King Louis XIV might even grant me an audience? One can always hope!
We wandered through the cobblestone streets, soaking up the sights and sounds. In that bustling era, a passion for dance could be seen all over the city – from the elegant ladies practicing minuets in the drawing rooms of the city’s finer residences, to children spinning and skipping through the bustling markets.
You know, it always surprises me how far the power of dance reaches. Even in 1687, those movements, that feeling of artistry, was touching so many hearts. The magic of movement truly is universal, wouldn’t you agree?
One particularly delightful shop caught my eye – a haberdashery filled with gorgeous silks, ribbons, and exquisite laces! I just had to pop inside and try on some of the magnificent hats and bonnets. You can see the pictures in the next post on my blog, my darling readers, and you will be SO delighted! It was a whirlwind of beautiful colours and textures – think lush velvets and sparkling jewel tones! I immediately purchased several metres of exquisite lace – imagine the tutu I can create with it! I could envision this delightful lace on my very own pink tutu! Oh, to create a masterpiece from such breathtaking fabrics – a dream!
This entire day was so much fun! I collected beautiful tales, discovered enchanting fashion trends and made sure my own personal pink tutu fashion flair stood out wherever I went! I think I'll call this trip my 'pink ballet princess' experience – don’t you just love it!
So until next time my wonderful ballet beauties! Don't forget to visit www.pink-tutu.com to learn more about ballet's rich history! And, most importantly, always remember to embrace the magic of ballet! You can all do it in a pink tutu! See you next month for another time-traveling adventure!
Yours truly,
Emma. xx
