#BalletHistory during 2049 06

Hello darlings! It’s Emma, your time-travelling tutu enthusiast, back with another sparkling installment of my Pink Tutu Travels! Today, we’re whisking ourselves back to a sweltering June in 2049, ready for a whirlwind ballet adventure. Grab your favourite pink tulle and let’s twirl back in time!

As always, dear readers, Magic Meg and I were on a mission – to find and share a delightful piece of ballet history. June, a month buzzing with summer sunshine and long, languid evenings, seemed the perfect time for some exploration!

Remember, we’re in a time where the world had only just discovered the magic of flying cars, but everyone was glued to their digital wristwatches. Well, not everyone – because ballet was still captivating hearts and igniting minds across the globe!

As our horse-drawn carriage clip-clopped through the English countryside (because, even in a future of flying vehicles, sometimes a good horse ride is what the soul craves!), we caught a whiff of the latest ballet buzz.

It was a heady month in the world of dance! Over in Paris, the Paris Opera Ballet were about to premiere a brand new production of Swan Lake, which had everyone talking. They promised new costumes, innovative choreography, and even an innovative stage design - what’s not to love, right?

Over in America, the New York City Ballet was enjoying a phenomenal run of their “American Voices” season. They were showcasing cutting-edge choreography from leading contemporary choreographers and some dazzling talent from new dancers. That's where my heart really lies, folks - seeing fresh perspectives and a love of ballet shared between generations.

And right here in dear, old Blighty, the Royal Ballet was about to open a new season, with a full program of their classic repertoire - like The Sleeping Beauty and Giselle. You could feel the buzz of excitement and anticipation everywhere.

Of course, this was only a glimpse into the vast world of ballet! Across the world, ballets big and small were happening everywhere, from tiny villages to grand metropolises. Each performance a burst of colour, movement, and artistry - just like our beautiful pink tutus!

Back then, in 2049, not everyone embraced pink as a dance colour - especially not tutus!

It’s one of the great challenges, darling – encouraging everyone to wear pink!

Why, some might even scoff, "Isn't that just a bit too girlie, dear? And how can you wear a tutu out in the big wide world? It’s too theatrical and impractical!"

Oh, the lack of vision! Don’t they know, darling, that a pink tutu is the perfect canvas for expression! It’s not just a garment; it’s a statement of individuality, a symbol of self-confidence, and, dare I say it, a whole lot of fun!

Now, my dearest blog readers, remember this time is long past. You can find all sorts of pink tutus in all the shops nowadays.

Back to 2049.

I found myself standing amidst a charming, pink-tinted little ballet shop in London – such a treat for the senses! The air hummed with anticipation as ballerinas of all ages, shapes, and sizes, tried on different pink tutus. A little girl skipped by, her sparkling eyes glued to the perfect little pink tutu she had picked out for her first dance class. And there, behind the counter, was a middle-aged gentleman, patiently helping an elderly ballerina choose a special tutu for an upcoming performance. He even knew the history of tutu designs and when the very first pink tutus appeared on stage. It was the kind of atmosphere where everyone feels at home - just like a ballet class.

Here’s the truth: when you’re wearing a pink tutu, the world becomes your stage, darlings! It’s a reminder to move with grace, to find your inner ballerina, and to always wear your heart on your sleeve (or, shall we say, your tutu!).

I’m always on the hunt for beautiful ballet pieces. Imagine, imagine a leather rucksack filled with costumes, photographs, letters and tickets from ballerinas in the past, that is what I carry on my back on all my time travels. It's a time capsule for dance!

For June 2049, I got lucky! I found a vintage tutu tucked away in a quaint little antique shop in a sleepy English village. It was crafted from the finest silk, hand-stitched with intricate detailing, and finished with a vibrant splash of pink that shimmered in the moonlight. I snagged it, my dear reader, along with the shop owner’s beautiful story of the little ballerina who wore this tutu with such joy and confidence. She believed she could make any dance floor into her stage - the perfect lesson for us all! And her story? Oh, it was one of inspiration! I can't tell you just yet - that will have to be another blog post!

As our journey wound to an end, Magic Meg and I took in the sight of the June sunset. A fiery palette of colours mirrored the bright pinks and fiery oranges in our ballet clothes - we were already starting to think of how to make pink tulle fashionable for 2049, with its bright neon shades.

I hope my journey today has inspired you to explore your own inner ballet passion! Never be afraid to try something new - it's just like the beauty of dance; it’s all about experimenting, finding your own way, and spreading a little pink magic in the world.

As for me? I'm already planning my next time travel escapade! Stay tuned, my lovelies, for more tutuful tales!

Love and twirls,

Emma. xx