Hello, darling readers! Emma here, your favourite pink-tutu-clad time-traveller, back from another whirlwind adventure! This month, I've found myself hopping back to 1772 ā and you won't believe what I discovered!
As always, Magic Meg, my gorgeous pink-sparkling Shire with golden hooves, took me on this trip. You know, thereās nothing quite like the feeling of the wind whipping through your hair, especially when youāre riding a pink horse. And, honestly, Meg is as pink as can be, but it's all those lovely golden sparkles that make her a real standout, even in the most fashionable crowds!
Speaking of crowds, 1772 was a real hive of activity in the world of ballet. While you wouldn't find tutus as we know them, the fashion was definitely flamboyant! Ladies and gents, if you ever get the chance, check out the costumes from this era. I'm talking HUGE puffy sleeves, flowing gowns, and the most fabulous powdered wigs you ever did see! The whole aesthetic is almostā¦ well, if we didnāt have tutuās, this could be the closest thing to the elegance and whimsical fun that we strive for, wouldn't you agree?
On 2nd February, 1772, a particular show caught my eye: āThe Birth of Hercules,ā staged at the ThĆ©Ć¢tre Italien in Paris. Can you imagine, a play based on Greek mythology? They do say history repeats itself! What really got me, though, was that the ballet master, Jean-Georges Noverre, used real life Roman dancers for his performance, really pushing the boundaries of what was considered theatre. I bet that made quite a stir. Noverre is an important figure in ballet history because he really revolutionized the art, using story and expression alongside movement.
Itās fascinating, isn't it, how even then, ballet was capturing the attention of the world? While I was there, I spotted this incredible Parisian shop, "La Belle Epoque", selling some of the most exquisite gowns and accessories you can imagine! My heart practically skipped a beat ā so I grabbed myself some vintage ribbons, lace and even some old theatrical make-up to bring back. I swear, it's going to look simply darling on my new tutu. Speaking of my beloved tutu, it just goes to show how a good tutu is timeless. The simple grace and elegance just keeps evolving in its way. That said, there's nothing quite like a little sparkle from a real pink shimmering tutu. It's just like a beautiful magical spell to bring a touch of enchantment to the world. And thatās my life goal: To see the whole world in pink tutus!
On my trip back home to Derbyshire, England, my rucksack filled with stories and treasures, I got to thinking about how far ballet has come since 1772. While the dance forms have changed a lot, the love and passion for storytelling, expression, and movement are still as strong as ever.
Next time you find yourself watching a ballet, think about those 18th-century dancers who were paving the way for us. They were, in their own way, expressing their creativity and beauty through their art. So why not put on a pink tutu yourself, and embrace your inner ballerina, wherever you are in the world! I promise, you won't regret it!
Until next time, dear readers, keep your pirouettes twirling!
Your ever-so-pinkly-tutu'ed Emma
xx
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(Remember that this blog post is intended for fun and does not represent true historical accuracy. Emma's time travels, Magic Meg, and her mission to get everyone wearing a pink tutu are purely fictional.)
I'd love to write more for you about Emma's time travel adventures. What would you like to see next? Do you want more on ballet history, or maybe a bit more about Emma's life in Derbyshire? Just let me know your ideas and we'll make some more magic happen!
