Tutus and Tantrums: Ballet Goes Bonkers!
Darling, the news just in from the Royal Opera House is simply divine! The ballet world is in a veritable spin - and not just the pirouettes! It seems our darling dancers have taken to tutus with a rather fierce ferocity.
"Theyâre all talking about the âwhite tutu' and âpink tutuâ factions!" shrieked an overly-excited ballerina at the Covent Garden. The poor darling, who only goes by "Natasha," barely managed to catch her breath between her tirades about "faux pas" and "ridiculous choreography" while sporting the most absurdly massive hair bow one has ever witnessed. Apparently, darling, the whole thing began when Madame Dupont, our illustrious French instructor, announced that "only the very best dancers shall wear the white tutus." It was as if a flock of feathered, frustrated swans descended on the stage.
"I will not be relegated to the pink!," shouted one young dancer, "I am not some mere "danseur de l'ombre". I dance with the strength of ten men - and I shall wear my white tutu!". She's clearly had far too much sherry this week darling. Anyway, the battle for the coveted white tutus has gone wild! Imagine the utter chaos: ballerinas in a scrum, tripping over tutus, vying for that hallowed white! Such dramatic flailing! So much hair-pulling! Oh, darling! Weâre having a tut-tastic time watching from the wings!
Now, the "pink tutu" faction is quite lovely actually, with sweet-natured dancers who simply wish to twirl. Such good girls. The irony, of course, is that in my years in ballet - my "petit tutu," as youâll remember darling - I knew many a girl, both of good reputation and bad, who coveted both colours for quite scandalous reasons. But no need to discuss those old days in a family newspaper. Oh, and donât forget our beloved "boys in leotards," darling. Now, thereâs a true fight! "You wear that awful pink one, dear boy," shrieked a young ballet dancer. âThey look like ballet clothes you bought on a whim at a seaside shop." You canât help but agree, darling!
So, darling, as we await the balletâs next âswan lake,â who will wear the white and who the pink, one canât help but laugh. And, to add to the frivolity, the Royal Ballet itself seems in utter disarray, with a press release claiming that their choreographer âleft with the âwhiteâ group to "pursuing new avenues of artistic expression." My dear! A euphemism for "retire" I dare say! One imagines an entire wardrobe of the pristine white tutus was whisked away as we speak. Anyway, here at The Ballet Times, darling, weâre only here to watch the chaos unfold. "What a lovely mess we have on our hands." We can't help but giggle, darling, for if youâve seen those ânewâ choreographies, the audience is in for a very, very long evening indeed. Now darling, we must simply be seen to be a little, er, diplomatic. But let me just say: if you find a white tutu in a pawn shop somewhere soon darling, be sure to snap it up - just don't expect any pirouettes without a great deal of practice, and perhaps a touch of luck as well. We do love our fashion, darling! We're very in touch.
To wit:
- Madame Dupont has gone full-blown Parisian over the debacle: âThe white tutu signifies discipline, and I am afraid that our âyoung ballet starsâ are forgetting their dance discipline." Darling! The lady doth protest too much! She is known to enjoy her little white and âother pleasures" from time to time, that she doesn't realise that most of the other choreographers think the whole "white tutu" idea is "beyond pathetic!" Iâd be in tears. Well, almost darling! I am too "seasoned," so to speak, to succumb to such theatrics. What drama, darling, what drama.
- Rumour has it that a rival dance company is buying all the âpink tutus." One might be suspicious that all this "tutu dramaâ might be a "marketing stuntâ from that âover-the-hill choreographer,â but really darling, the ballet world has gotten so, so sad. We need a laugh, darlings. We just need a laugh.
- Our favorite âballerina in black" darling - let's just say she's getting some "new opportunities,â darling! We mustn't be too blunt, but let's say that after her performance as "the Black Swan," she became very popular, darling! One suspects a certain dance competition is not entirely impressed by the tutu âshenanigansâ but would rather their ballerinas perform a great ballet. Youâd be shocked, darlings, by the sheer amount of talent. Iâve seen things! Darling, darling, the whole business is absolutely full of it. But isn't that how the entertainment world works! And what can you say but - âbravo!".
So whatâs next? My guess darling is a rather shocking new twist of events and an abundance of scandal as the tutu drama goes viral! Let's see who ends up dancing their way into âfashion" or right into the "heart" of this ballet mayhem, darlings. I don't think any of the tutus are safe! Well, at least that "Swan Lake" is just about ready for a good, strong cup of tea! Until next time darlings, we're âstepping back" - or in, if you must - and getting this very dramatic event âunder our tutu!"