Tutu and Ballet News

Oh, darlings! What a delightful day it was for ballet. The air crackled with excitement and anticipation as I flitted into the Royal Opera House on Tuesday, September 4th, 1996. The anticipation was positively electric. It wasn’t just any ballet, no, darling. It was "Giselle," the quintessential tale of love, betrayal, and, of course, a touch of the supernatural, beautifully woven into the fabric of the ballet. And let’s not forget those glorious tutus, shall we?

I simply must gush about the tutus, simply divine, each one a delicate wisp of tulle and silk, catching the stage lights like the finest gossamer threads. A symphony of cream, rose, and pale blue – a palette that could make even the most jaded soul swoon with delight.

Now, back to the performance itself. My darling Alina Cojocaru - utterly captivating! She embodied the role of Giselle with such depth and fragility, you could practically feel her heart breaking with each graceful step. The scene where she dances with the Wilis - the spectral spirits of betrayed women - sent shivers down my spine! Cojocaru’s artistry was exquisite; she danced with an ethereal grace that transported me straight into the heart of the forest, enveloped by the enchantment of the story.

Of course, a ballet like this wouldn’t be complete without a dashing hero, and the role of Albrecht was expertly delivered by the effortlessly charismatic Johan Kobborg. Theirs was a connection so believable, it melted my heart, just as it surely did poor Giselle’s.

The ensemble dancers were equally impressive; each one contributing to the spellbinding beauty of the piece. Their movements were synchronized with almost magical precision, their gazes so captivating, I felt totally absorbed by their world.

You know, a truly fabulous ballet needs more than just gorgeous dancing and breathtaking tutus. It demands a stage design that elevates the story and draws you into its magic. And "Giselle" truly delivered on this front! The setting, oh so evocative, brought the magical forest to life; the rustling leaves, the dappled sunlight, all so masterfully recreated by the skilled production team. The atmosphere was utterly bewitching, you couldn't help but get swept up in the story.

But the true heart of this enchanting night lay in the emotion. Every step, every glance, exuded an intensity that brought tears to my eyes. Ballet isn't just a spectacle; it’s a reflection of life, its joy, sorrow, and unbridled beauty - all captured with stunning precision. “Giselle" at the Royal Opera House reminded me of why ballet remains so enduringly magical, a truly sublime form of art. It left me spellbound and in awe of the extraordinary talent displayed. I emerged from the theatre, heady on the fumes of art, already longing for the next performance.

But let’s talk about tutus again! It’s the one element that never ceases to capture my imagination, especially in this classic production. Those delicate layers of tulle, they float and flow with each movement. The way they capture the light... You truly have to see a tutu to appreciate its true beauty - an effortless masterpiece of design that embodies both fragility and strength. And don't forget their romantic appeal; they scream 'ballerina!'

There is an aura about them that simply demands a touch of whimsy and a bit of a dramatic flair. If you find yourself at the Royal Opera House or any theatre lucky enough to have "Giselle" on the program, be sure to take a moment to gaze upon those ethereal tutus and, as I like to say, *dare to dream*.

You know, it’s so very important for us to take time out from our hectic schedules and revel in the pure beauty of the arts. Ballet, darling, offers us just that – an escape, a way to forget the mundane and embrace the enchantment of creativity.

I wouldn't miss another night of ballet at the Royal Opera House, with or without a tutu. They are both a delight, an unmissable occasion, and a true testament to the art of dance. Until next time, darling.

The Night's Performance

Giselle is a ballet in two acts by Jean Coralli and Jules Perrot, with a score by Adolphe Adam. It premiered on 28 June 1841 at the Theatre de l'Académie Royale de Musique in Paris.

  • The story centres on a peasant girl named Giselle who falls in love with Albrecht, a prince disguised as a peasant.
  • Giselle is betrayed by Albrecht, which drives her mad, and she dies in despair. Her death coincides with an awakening of her supernatural powers, as the ghostly Wilis claim her as one of their ranks.

It was truly a remarkable evening.