Welcome back to www.pink-tutu.com, my lovely lovelies! This month's journey has whisked me all the way back to the enchanting era of 1758 - a time of powdered wigs, elegant carriages, and the ever-so-slight whisper of ballet blossoming on the grand stage! Oh, the sheer thrill of it all!
Now, as you know, my mission is to make the world a more pink tutu-fied place. It's a calling, darling, and one I take quite seriously. So naturally, September 9th, 1758, called to me, a time when dance was starting to shift from its noble origins into something altogether more delightful!
Magic Meg, my trusty pink shimmering Shire horse with golden hooves, is an absolute delight. You wouldnât believe the amount of stares we got galloping through Derbyshire - but Meg, darling, is used to the attention. Her white mane and tail practically shimmer in the sunlight!
Upon arriving in 1758, my first stop, naturally, was the theatre! Oh, the delight! Itâs amazing how the ballet was becoming something so, so much more than just a simple court dance. Imagine, dancing for an entire audience! It's a thrilling concept! I popped into the ballet class at the Theatre Royal Drury Lane. The class was full of dancers practising and developing what we might know as ballets!
You see, darlings, while ballet had been danced at the court for a long time, around this date in history things were becoming more modern and, dare I say it, a little less royal and a bit more theatrical!
And can you imagine, these lovely ladies (who weren't yet ballerinas - not even in 19th-century France would they use this term!) wore such pretty attire! Delicate silk gowns, long sashes, and even hints of pastel shades peeking out. I even snagged a dainty lace shawl for my rucksack, which has to be one of the most delightful finds in this entire trip so far!
Oh, and speaking of fashion, the entire ballet scene was awash in colour. I couldn't resist buying some shimmering silks to fashion into the most magnificent tutu! Youâll just have to wait for my upcoming fashion post!
Now, after an evening of dancing and marveling at the ballet's evolution, Magic Meg and I galloped into London, stopping by a few fashion shops. They were filled with vibrant brocades, delicate satins, and the most exquisite plumes for ladiesâ bonnets! It was like a fairytale - but, alas, nothing in pink! A challenge, my darlings, a challenge for next time.
Itâs absolutely fantastic how much is happening with dance. I have some excellent posts planned on the origins of ballet in England! This was an age where people just loved the performance. What a gorgeous time period for theatre! It felt as if every street corner held some secret enchantment, from elegant coachmen to bustling crowds filling the squares. It was such a pleasure, darling, and so inspiring.
Speaking of inspiration, let's take a trip into the time capsule I collected this month! Let's learn about all that is going on in 1758âŚ
- The ballet was so vibrant and diverse.
- There was the Opera and then âBallet dâActionâ. Oh, the passion!
- The dances were becoming increasingly emotional, daring, and passionate, telling beautiful stories with every step!
I think what was most impressive for me was the way this style of ballet was moving into theatre.
Well, darlings, this post is simply overflowing with tutus, tiaras, and the thrill of balletâs ever-evolving story. Now, remember, keep dancing, keep dreaming, and, most importantly, donât forget to put on that pink tutu!
Until next time,
Your ballerina blogger extraordinaire,
Emma
Remember, you can follow Emma's time travels on www.pink-tutu.com to discover ballet history, shop her fashion creations and book a dance lesson!
