Hello fellow tutu enthusiasts! Emma here, ready to whisk you away on another dazzling journey through time with my trusty steed, Magic Meg! This month, we're taking a trip to the 11th of November, 1780, a date packed with fascinating ballet history and, of course, an excuse to wear my newest pink tutu creation!
As I always do, before setting off on a time-travelling escapade, I love to see what's happening in the world of ballet back in Derbyshire, my humble abode. Well, this November was positively bursting with balletic excitement! My darling mama mentioned a rumour circulating the local gossips, claiming that a company called "The King's Theatre" was planning to hold an amazing opera performance. Honestly, imagine, opera in Derbyshire! The thrill!
Speaking of thrill, the anticipation building as I mount Magic Meg is almost as intense as that first taste of homemade lemon cake! My saddle gleams in the soft Derbyshire sunshine, and my leather rucksack is overflowing with pink ribbon, feather boas, and, of course, my special notepaper, ready to record every glorious detail of this adventure!
Hold tight, lovelies! Magic Meg is ready to gallop through time!
Arrival in 1780!
And, poof! Just like that, we've landed, or rather, galloped, to London, 1780! This incredible metropolis is bustling with carriages, elegant gentlemen in breeches and frock coats, and, to my utter delight, a smattering of fashionable ladies wearing the most charming (though rather understated!) "muslin gowns" with panniers! Oh, the elegance!
Speaking of elegance, just a short ride through the heart of London brings us to a grand, ornate theatre. A large placard hangs over the entrance - "The King's Theatre"! I almost squeal with excitement! Could this be the venue for the opera my mama whispered about? The sheer scale of this theatre - I've never seen anything like it!
My dear Magic Meg sniffs at the stable boy as he takes her reigns. The horse is clearly feeling the buzz of this historical event. Then, in an effortless bound, I am out of the saddle, adjusting my shimmering pink tutu to avoid a particularly elegant (if slightly too-long) embroidered petticoat worn by one of the ladies. The ladies here are undeniably charming, yet I think my pink tulle certainly brings a spark to their muted pastels!
I spend the next hour absorbed by the enchanting sights and sounds of the street. A street performer balances a collection of painted wooden birds on his nose while playing a captivating tune on his violin, making me yearn to take out my own ballet slippers and dance a waltz amongst the street lamps! A group of gentlemen wager over their gambling game at a nearby pub and, though the aroma of ale hangs heavy in the air, the energy of the street is just as enthralling as a final curtain call.
The air thickens with anticipation. As I walk towards the entrance of the King's Theatre, my leather satchel practically bouncing on my shoulders with enthusiasm, I glimpse the name on a printed program floating on a street stall. "L'Anacreonte" it reads. And just underneath the name - the word "Ballet" !!
Oh, what an exciting discovery! Could this "Ballet" be an integrated ballet within an opera? Or could it be the very dance production that my mama mentioned in Derbyshire? My heart skips a beat as I dash into the theatre!
Opera in 1780
Upon entering the plush red-velvet interiors of the King's Theatre, I find myself immediately enveloped by a vibrant, bustling world! Ladies of quality wearing exquisite silks chatter excitedly as they settle into gilded chairs while gentlemen stand tall and dapper in finely woven jackets with delicate brooches shining at their throats. The energy here is exhilarating - and there's a slight aroma of pipe tobacco in the air ( perhaps something my mama shouldn’t be sniffing too much of) !
What truly fascinates me about this evening, however, is the blending of opera and dance. The story unfolds with breathtaking arias and stunning choreography intertwined, taking me on an exhilarating emotional rollercoaster right from the first note of the opening prelude!
This is not a mere interlude to the opera, but a dramatic force of its own, performed with an intensity that leaves my heart pounding! The dancers are exquisitely attired, in billowing silks, tutus and feathered hats (not a pink one amongst them!), their steps flowing and lyrical as they depict the tales of mythology. I find myself utterly lost in the magic, totally immersed in this other world. The ballet moves me with its passion, grace and energy and as I watch the final scene unfold, I am swept away, transported by the sheer magic of this ballet and opera combination!
My journey to the King's Theatre has been a magnificent experience, a whirlwind of dance, music, and theatrical magic that leaves me craving more.
The Pink Tutu Promise!
This is what my heart beats for - ballet! And as I gaze out at this stylish crowd in 1780, I notice they've mostly left pink tutus to the fancy dress costume events. I mean, even the men look less fashionable without a little bit of pink in their life! It’s like they are wearing a color spectrum with the vibrant shades of pink carefully erased. How can they live in a world with so much style and not enjoy a pink tutu or two?
As we head back to Derbyshire, my beloved Magic Meg and I can’t stop talking about the excitement of 1780 - and the fabulous operatic ballet of "L'Anacreonte"! My leather satchel is bulging with sketches of those delightful 18th century ballet costumes, and even a few notes from an elegant Parisian ballerina. Of course, all this information goes on my ballet blog at www.pink-tutu.com!
The goal, though? It's always the same! To inspire the whole world to dance, to love ballet, and yes, even to rock a pink tutu with style! My time travel mission is a work in progress - and my beloved Magic Meg and I are in it for the long haul.
Until next time my darling tutu lovers, happy twirling!
Emma x
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