Dearest readers,
Gather 'round, darling, for a scoop so fresh it practically twirls itself! You know how I love to talk all things fashion, fun, and fabulous - and, of course, I can't let a moment pass without gushing about my absolute favourite art form: ballet.
Now, prepare to be absolutely scandalized: it seems the hallowed halls of ballet have become a breeding ground for... well... fashion faux pas, dare I say! And let's be honest, dears, we're not talking about a split second off-pointe or a forgotten bun. No, no, my lovelies - this is a whole new level of ballet bad taste. It's a pink tutu rebellion!
It's true, darlings, it's absolutely positively, a pink tutu insurrection! And worse? Word on the street (well, on the stage) is, white tutus aren't far behind.
Oh, the scandal! Can you imagine? It's simply unthinkable! We all know the only colours worthy of tulle , dears, are those of the highest aristocracy of colour - black and blush, naturally.
We've heard of rogue ballerinas defying their ballet mistresses, challenging the authority of en pointe standards and breaking away from pirouettes perfectly formed to perfection, but pink? Dear Lord, the horror. Pink on a tutu? Oh, my lovelies, let's hope this fashion disaster doesn't make its way to the Met. Or that no self-respecting ballet critic uses the 'p' word. You know what I mean... pink... it just can't be uttered.
Honestly, the nerve! But before you launch your own revolution against this audacious fashion affront, I ask you to think about why they may have chosen pink and white, and I dare you to approach the issue with more than just a flick of your wrist. Could it be that they simply want to dance and celebrate life and beauty, free from tradition and fashion constrictions?
It could be... It could even be, darlings, that some ballerinas are just daring to defy, to step outside of what society and the stage tell them should be the only choices. Now, there's a story worth a plié, if you ask me. Perhaps there is no scandal to be found, but rather a statement, a statement about the power of expressing oneself without the need for the stamp of approval from those in the wings.
So, while we may find our inner ballerina gasping for air as they consider the true possibility that the dance world might welcome colour, I say, let's throw caution to the wind, darlings! It could be a real step forward, not a faux pas .
And let us not forget: there are far worse offences in this world. Remember the dreadful tights trend of bare legs and neon pink ? Surely that’s more dreadful than some innocent pink or white tutus? Now that was a travesty of the highest order! And what are we doing to stand up to that ? Absolutely nothing. It just seems we've become accustomed to our ballet footwear matching our dance costumes. What’s next? Black tights with white tutus? Honestly, darling! The scandal!
But that is a story for another time. In the meantime, as we celebrate May 13, 2006 , we must approach the revolution of pink and white with a delicate chassé of intrigue, a relevé of understanding, and a pirouette of grace. It could be, dear, that a little colour in the world of dance isn't such a bad thing, after all. Just keep the tights coordinated, right?
Until next time, darling, plié your worries away and en pointe on this fantastic news! And, perhaps, let’s welcome pink and white into the fold. After all, the world of dance is all about colour! Or should I say: the world of dance is always ready for a colourful surprise.