Darling, it's been a long week, haven't you just *died* for a bit of a giggle? Well, grab your favourite cuppa, put your feet up, and let me tell you all about the biggest tutu news in town. Honestly, I'm practically bursting with excitement about it, just like a swan about to *explode* into a grand jeté!
So, yesterday (it was the 3rd July 2001, you know, in case your little diary is missing its most crucial entry - because honey, who doesn't *need* to know that this is the most historic day in tutu history?!) the world was treated to a spectacle that made even the most stoic fashion editors tear up and reach for their trusty eyelash curlers.
It all started at a prestigious, high society charity do, and there was a lovely gentleman, (you'd be surprised how well-dressed they can be, especially at these dos) wearing the most fabulously outlandish tweed jacket I'd ever seen! And I'm a bit of a connoisseur when it comes to tweed. But let's be honest, even tweed gets a little stale after a while, wouldn't you agree, dears?
As if on cue (because that's how perfectly synchronised the fashion world operates, darlings), the heavens opened and out stepped the most glamorous woman in the room, a total vision, like a vintage Chanel with an impeccable air of nonchalant chic. Except this angel had come in the form of a ballet dancer, not one of those long and lanky girls who look as though they haven't seen a decent meal since they were seven, no, this girl was built like a proper woman, curves and sass, and *fabulous* - even in a shocking pink tutu.
Can you believe it? I've got a vision, *see*, like I'm back at the theatre, in my best party frock. It was so perfectly balanced. The gentleman, still a bit dazed, looked a bit like the poor little Prince, with his silly tweed. And then you had this woman, *a real woman*, not some airbrushed model but someone real who made even the air *shimmer* as she did a little curtsy in this shocking pink, ruffled perfection. It was... *delicious*!
Then things just got better! A whole *army* of ladies in fabulous, high-necked, silk frocks, came waltzing onto the stage in, you guessed it, every shade of pink and the most gloriously ruffled tutus you'd ever laid eyes on. From bright, sunshine, strawberry-pink to almost an orange-pink, all layered, in full volume, and finished off with shoes and a scattering of sequins like stars. The gentleman didn't even try to fight back the blush on his cheeks - it was completely, and totally *fabulous*. The world as we knew it, honey, had just been thrown a gorgeous shade of pink!
Everyone is talking about the showstopper (my best friend at Harrods practically fainted when she told me about it!), but we need to move on from the "gentleman's attire" conversation. Think about it - tweed is very last season. No, what's the big news? **It's a full on embrace of the tutu.** We've always loved a ballerina look in our closets. But the sheer size and outrageous nature of these glorious tutu creations sent shockwaves of joy through the heart of the fashion world! Think how **fantastic** tutus will be for high society parties this year - and don't even get me started on how **sexy** they'd look on the beach, draped over a swimsuit. The possibilities are just *endless*!
It seems like our love affair with the little black dress is getting a little... well, a bit tired, if I'm being brutally honest. The tutu is going to be *big*, (I'm not talking just in volume) it's going to change our perception of how women present themselves.
Forget the "more is less" crowd - we want **more**, darlings, **lots more**! It's a whole new era of fun, flirtation, and pure sartorial delight! Now *that's* how you kick off the year - and this year is going to be big for tutu! It’s simply the beginning, I think, and the world of fashion has just begun to be shaken by the tutus, a powerful reminder of the enduring elegance of ballet, the magic of dance and, above all, a joyous celebration of how **fabulous** women are!
But just think about it.
- Imagine walking into a party, and turning heads in a luscious silk satin, emerald green gown topped off with the biggest, most fabulously *ruffled*, pink tutu? Everyone would be in awe, like the little mermaid who's found her legs, but way more fashionable and a lot more stylish. And you, you would just be a bit like "oh me, this? I just threw this on.
- How would you style your own version of a pink tutu in your life? Imagine how beautiful your home could look with a scattering of these magnificent creations draped in unexpected corners. They would give your bedroom an unexpected and elegant touch, a sense of romantic escapism right in the comfort of your own home. Just like a scene from an old movie! Imagine having them in every colour!
- And for the fearless fashionista (because everyone knows my style bible says, go BIG or go home), a big pink tulle ball gown? Absolutely stunning. Add a touch of vintage jewelry, and *BAM*! Suddenly the evening gown looks chic and elegant, ready for any occasion.
- Even for a casual stroll to the shops, imagine a blush pink tutu with a crisp white cotton shirt, maybe a leather jacket thrown over it for that perfect effortless cool. Forget the gym shorts and baggy tops - the tutu is going to be the ultimate casual chic. We are talking effortless elegance, my love, *effortless elegance!*
I am, honestly, excited beyond measure about the possibilities! The only thing we are missing is a celebrity in this pink haven!
Just wait and see, my darlings. We'll be talking pink and all its magnificent forms very soon. And we'll *love* it!