#BalletHistory during 1936 11 November

Ballet Time Travels: A Pink Tutu Odyssey Through Time – Post #3311

Hello, darlings! Emma here, your favourite ballet-obsessed time traveller, ready to whisk you off on another captivating adventure through the world of dance. Today, I’m thrilled to be celebrating a date steeped in ballet history: November 11th, 1936!

Before we step back in time, let's admire the majestic beauty of Magic Meg. My trusty steed, she’s a true pink shimmering spectacle – a Shire horse, dazzling in pink sparkle, with a mane and tail the colour of spun moonlight and golden hooves that gently paw the cobblestones. With her, time travel is more than just transportation – it's a whimsical journey of pink magic! Today, Magic Meg's magnificent hooves are set to carry me to Paris, the City of Lights!

As I prepare my trusty leather rucksack for its monthly ballet treasure trove, I can already imagine the glittering tutus, exquisite ballet slippers, and forgotten manuscripts tucked within its depths. Today's theme is Parisian glamour – think feather boas, shimmering sequins, and a healthy dose of chic.

I love starting each time-hopping adventure with a quick peek at my latest blog posts. And with good reason! My pink-tutu.com is flourishing. It's the perfect place to showcase my love of ballet history, my dazzling outfits, and my heartfelt stories.

Today, I’m especially excited for my visit to the Palais Garnier in Paris! As I’m riding into history, let’s chat about the world of ballet in 1936. This year was bursting with talented dancers and dazzling ballets:

  • The Ballet Russes de Monte Carlo, led by Colonel W. de Basil, was a spectacle to behold. It was known for its stunning choreography, opulent costumes, and world-class dancers. The company graced the stage in London, New York, and of course, the prestigious Palais Garnier. I just can’t imagine missing this exquisite event. Just picture those graceful pirouettes, dazzling leaps, and captivating expressions.

  • Leonide Massine, a genius choreographer, was creating mesmerizing ballets at this time. I’ve already peeked at some of his creations, and oh my! They're an explosion of artistic passion! Can’t wait to experience one live in Paris.

  • Alicia Markova, the "First Lady of English Ballet," was already making her mark as a stunning prima ballerina. Her skill and elegance in the dance world were just beginning, and I’m sure she is captivating everyone in her wake.

Today’s time-hopping adventure takes me to a ballet performance by the Ballet Russes at the Palais Garnier. Imagine, darling, the sheer splendour! Think opulence, elegance, and every feather boa and shimmering sequined dress imaginable.

As we arrive, I can hear the excited chatter of the Parisian crowd. I breathe deeply, letting the perfume of the night blend with the scent of roses and lavender wafting from nearby flower vendors. The music from within is thrilling, the tempo and passion creating an electric atmosphere. The entire night is a whirlwind of magic, and, of course, ballet! I lose myself in the intricate movements of the dancers, each gesture a masterpiece of elegance. I’ve even been lucky enough to chat with some of the dancers. What an absolute delight! They're just as dazzling and passionate as I imagine, talking about the rigorous training and demanding rehearsals behind the stage magic.

I can already see myself sketching a magnificent, sequined gown and imagining how I’d dance if I could step back into the heart of the Parisian stage. For now, though, it’s enough to enjoy the brilliance from my front row seat. The costumes are exquisitely intricate, like the designs of Coco Chanel! Think shimmering textures and dramatic silhouettes, perfect for celebrating Parisian fashion.

And as the curtain finally closes, I know this is one journey for the memory banks. It's time to slip my treasures from the show into my leather rucksack – some delicate silk flower decorations, a signed programme, and even a cherished letter from a passionate ballerina sharing her hopes for the future. I wouldn't trade these experiences for anything.

So, my dears, until next month, keep your tutus shimmering, your steps light, and your dreams dancing! Until then, may your days be filled with the magic of ballet!

Your time-travelling friend,

Emma xx

#BalletHistory during 1936 11 November