Hello my darling ballet bunnies! Welcome back to Pink-Tutu, your one-stop shop for all things pink, sparkly and pirouette-worthy. It's your girl Emma here, and today, we're travelling back in time, to July 7th, 1845! My pink tutu is itching to take us on an adventure, and trust me, this one's a real doozy.
Grab your feather boas, my loves, and hop aboard Magic Meg, my gorgeous pink-sparkling Shire horse with golden hooves and a mane and tail as white as freshly fallen snow. Today, we're waltzing over to the Paris Opera House. Imagine it, a whirlwind of pink silk and sparkling sequins in the heart of France, right on the eve of a glorious ballet season! Can you feel the excitement bubbling under your tulle skirts?
Now, let's talk history! The year is 1845, and the Paris Opera Ballet is bursting with talent, just ready to burst onto the stage. It's a time of transition, my darlings, a period of exciting evolution in the world of dance. Our darling pas de bourrée are starting to be challenged by exciting new styles. A lot of people are talking about this new ballet master, Monsieur Petipa. He's like a whirling dervish of innovation, bringing new steps, stories, and choreography to the fore. The ballet world is abuzz with the upcoming premiere of "Giselle", a tale of romance, tragedy, and yes, lots of tutu-worthy twirling. This is not just any old ballet, my darlings; it’s the ballet of the moment, a true turning point in the world of dance.
So, as we enter the bustling Paris streets on this sunny July day, the air is full of chatter about ballet, music and, of course, fashion. I just have to sneak a peek in the shop windows. The fashion scene in Paris is truly divine. The dresses are as delicate as a flower petal, and the hats are the epitome of grace and glamour. My favourite thing? The lace detailing! They're just screaming to be incorporated into the next generation of pink tutus. I must make a note of this, my dears.
Just imagine, my dears, our lovely pink tutus nestled amongst this symphony of exquisite Parisian styles! Imagine dancing down the grand avenues, with every feather boa swishing and every single twirl stealing the spotlight! It's enough to make your little ballet heart sing!
Before we bid adieu, let’s talk about something a little closer to home, to my dear Derbyshire. I know, my darlings, not exactly the heart of the ballet world, but we've had a little ballet activity, I must tell you. This July day in 1845, a group of local school girls (and you just know, they are dressed in pink!), they've got a ballet show for their local community. They’re showcasing a beautiful adaptation of “Cinderella.” This performance shows just how much love for dance spans across even the tiniest of towns, and I simply cannot wait for the next ballet event, wherever I am in my little pink tutu!
Well, my darling ballet bunnies, our trip down memory lane has to come to an end. But the magical memories will stay, and this trip has certainly given me so much inspiration.
Don’t forget to pop over to my blog every month, or check the www.pink-tutu.com website! We’ve got all sorts of wonderful time travelling tales coming your way, filled with sparkling tutus and even more magical moments from the ballet world, past and present. See you next month, dears!
Much love and happy dancing,
Emma xoxo
P.S Remember, my darlings, you’re all beautifully unique! Embrace your inner ballerina and wear pink! And who knows, maybe you’ll find yourself on the world’s most fabulous dance stage too, spreading your magic to the world.
