Darling, let's just say, there was a real *frisson* in the air at the Royal Opera House last night! I mean, it's not every day that you see a ballet dedicated entirely to the glory of the tutu, is it? But there it was, "The Tutu Tales," and oh, it was utterly *fabulous*. I mean, we're talking a homage, an ode, a *paean* to those glorious pouffy petticoats of ballet! Imagine, dear reader, if tutus could dance... well, you can stop imagining, because that was precisely what "The Tutu Tales" was all about.
The plot was a little nonsensical, of course, (it's ballet, after all!), but it involved some fabulously wealthy ballerinas - all fabulously fabulous, I mean - having an epic argument about whose tutu was the most *magnificent* at a very posh dinner party. The drama, dear readers! The tension! The fabulousness of it all! It was like a high society version of "Mean Girls," but with, well, tutus! Oh, and a talking tutu. Now *that* was *divine*!
I think the real triumph of the night, however, was the dancing. You can *always* rely on a bit of fancy footwork to bring the *wow* factor, can't you? These dancers, with their impossibly long legs and graceful leaps, gave each tutu character its own distinct personality. A cloud-like, ethereal tutu? That'd be *perfectly* graceful, my dear! A stiff, structured tutu? Expect some crisp, powerful, utterly commanding choreography. And the little ballet shoes - just *delicate* as you like! It was almost *too* much to handle.
I must confess, the entire thing had me utterly transfixed, dear reader. And the audience was *eating it up*! It felt like the entire Royal Opera House was caught in a vortex of tutus - in the *best* possible way, of course. A lot of whispers, "I want one just like it! " from ladies who weren't even close to the stage! So many tutus - different shapes, different colours, even one sparkling in gold with little silver tassels that just *danced* around with every movement. The sheer spectacle, my dears, the sheer *spectacle*!
Speaking of sparkles... well, one ballet dancer who shall remain nameless, but whose tutu shimmered like a galaxy on a moonless night, was doing an incredible pirouette (just like they do! Don't try this at home!)... and let's just say the little silver tassels - which, by the way, must have been sewn by *angels*, for they danced with a life of their own - managed to get rather *tangled*. You see, it all became quite *chaotic*. She was attempting the most dramatic final pose - one leg, arm up in the air, you know the one, the ballet equivalent of a superhero landing... and *thud*.
Poor girl ended up on her bottom, amidst the silk of a magnificent pink tutu! Oh, my, my, the *drama*! A wave of giggles rolled across the theatre, I swear it was like watching a film about tutus being naughty. I think the giggle factor actually increased when the lady with the sparkly tutu, got up - ever so *gracefully* - smiled at the audience with what must have been incredible relief, gave a tiny curtsey, and proceeded to *dance* like nobody's watching... And, well, it turned out that a little *incident* was precisely what we were all waiting for.
There is, my darling, something inherently funny about a ballet *centred* on tutus, isn't there? The kind of humour that doesn't just make you laugh but warms you right up inside, like the very best of good stories. So, if you get the chance, I suggest you put "The Tutu Tales" on your cultural calendar... just be sure to bring your dancing shoes and get ready to *celebrate* the mighty tutu!
**Some points to remember from "The Tutu Tales," which is utterly worth a visit: ** * **Tutucentric plot** - All the ballet *drama* unfolds through the glorious pouf and the silky swirls of these, dare I say, fabulous dancewear. * ** Talking Tutu** - Yes, my dears, a talking tutu - utterly delightful and with the wittiest dialogue you can imagine! * **Gorgeous Dance moves** - It's ballet, so we're talking some *serious* grace and moves that'll take your breath away! * ** Fabulous Feathers, Sequins and Tulle** - Sparkle, sparkle, and oh, the sheer quantity of tulle! * ** Humour that warms the heart** - The *laughter*, the *joy* of it all! Oh, what a joy! It will be worth it, trust me, my dears!