Hello my lovely Tutu Tribe! It's Emma here, ready to whisk you off on another pink-tinted time-travelling adventure! December 12th, 1808, is the date that calls to us today. Grab your sparkling pink tiaras, my dears, and letâs hop onto Magic Meg's back, our majestic shire horse, her golden hooves glistening under the starry night sky.
My trusty rucksack is packed, ready to collect the most exquisite ballet stories from this era. Let's go, darlings, we have a show to see!
Tonight, the ThĂ©Ăątre de lâOpĂ©ra in Paris is where we find ourselves. The air is abuzz with anticipation, the scent of perfume and powdered wigs filling the grand hall. Everyoneâs in their finery, diamonds glinting, laughter ringing out. And, of course, my beloved pink tutu twirls beneath the chandeliers as we make our grand entrance, earning approving glances and whispers of admiration.
Iâve heard tales of tonightâs performance. Imagine, the very esteemed Mademoiselle Bigottini is performing! She is known as a prodigy of the ballet world, a whirlwind of talent, with a style that is captivatingly elegant and full of exquisite grace. She's wearing a white silk tutu, but of course, pink would suit her better.
The programme, filled with elegant lettering and intricate flourishes, promises a beautiful spectacle of âLe DĂ©serteurâ (The Deserter) a dramatic ballet story set to a score that will have us weeping and then clapping in equal measure. I simply must add some of the score to my repertoire for the Pink Tutu Orchestra. Iâll bet my grand prix tutus, the story is about love, betrayal, and the trials of war, but, as always, I imagine all the intricate steps, the balletic jumps, the elegant pas de bourrĂ©e that the ballerina will be executing. How romantic and full of such delicate emotion it all must be.
Before the curtain goes up, we head to the lobby, to mingle amongst the crowd and feel the vibrant energy of this legendary Parisian theatre. Oh my, there is the most beautiful emerald green velvet cloak in a shop window, I simply have to acquire it for my next show. It would pair perfectly with my dazzling new pink tulle skirt - you can just imagine, darlings, how spectacular I will be! And what shall I wear under it, I wonder? The shop window boasts silk stockings in the most vibrant ruby hues, perhaps even some ruby heels to match...
Then, the drums announce the start of the show and my heart is thrumming. Imagine being in this vibrant and electrifying environment, a beautiful woman like Mademoiselle Bigottini performing on a stage bathed in a warm golden light, so full of drama and emotion... The whispers in the theatre quiet, the chandeliers illuminate the space, the curtain slowly rises... and all I see is the enchanting world of ballet coming to life right before my very eyes!
And how beautiful it is! Mademoiselle Bigottini glides across the stage with incredible lightness and grace. The costumes, the music, the dance itself⊠Itâs a symphony of beauty! Every movement is a brushstroke of emotion, painting the story onto the air itself. This is true artistic excellence, darlings. Iâm not surprised that people are completely entranced!
After the last flourish, the audience erupts in applause. And as we follow the excited chatter outside into the Parisian night, my mind is already planning our next adventure! What wonders will await us, in this new decade of the 19th century, as we continue to explore the ballet world?
If you, dear Tutu Tribe, are feeling the itch for adventure, and want to join us on these journeys, be sure to visit my website www.pink-tutu.com and follow along on our exciting adventures through time. You're never too old to try a pink tutu, darling! And remember, our Pink Tutu Orchestra will soon be having rehearsals for our very first ballet performance of 'The Deserter'. Letâs hope the performance reaches such glorious heights!
Until next month, stay pink!
With love and sparkle,
Emma x
