Bonjour, chères lectrices! It's Emma here, your friendly neighbourhood tutu-loving time traveller, ready to take you on another enchanting journey through the history of our beloved ballet tutus. Today, we're stepping into the Victorian Era, specifically December 11th, 1832, and let me tell you, things are getting seriously romantic.
As you know, dear readers, I'm a bit obsessed with tutus. You've probably noticed my ever-growing collection, each one more fabulous than the last. But let's not forget the importance of appreciating our tutu heritage. That's what makes my #TutuTuesday blog so special, don't you think? It's a way for us to journey through time, to understand how our beloved ballet costumes have evolved, and to appreciate their stunning impact on the world of dance.
Today, dear readers, we're in London, the epicentre of the Victorian Era's glamour. Can you imagine, stepping onto the cobblestone streets in my dazzling pink tutu, feeling the bustling energy of the city around me? I can just picture myself sipping tea in a grand salon, chatting about the latest performances at the Royal Opera House.
The Victorians loved their romance, and so did their ballerinas! Think flowing skirts, delicate embellishments, and a sense of graceful movement that was so beautifully conveyed by their airy tutus. There's something truly special about this era's ballet attire. It combined practicality with the whimsical dreaminess we associate with the art of ballet.
Speaking of practicality, can we talk about those glorious crinoline skirts? My time-travelling wardrobe would be incomplete without a few! They may have seemed restrictive to our modern sensibilities, but for the ballerinas of the Victorian era, these skirts were essential for achieving those ethereal movements we still adore. They added volume and lift to their steps, giving them a captivating air of lightness and freedom.
Speaking of freedom, can we discuss our beloved tutus, darling? In this era, we were seeing a shift. Those elegant, floor-length skirts started becoming shorter, revealing the dancers' legs with more grace than ever before. They moved freely, showcasing their beautiful leaps and turns. Oh, how I wish I could travel back and experience these early ballets, to see the magic of these intricate steps and breathtaking costumes firsthand!
Today, dear readers, there are no grand performances on December 11th, 1832, that I can travel to and see live. But fret not, for even if I can’t physically step back in time, I can still dive into the beauty and wonder of this period through the sheer magic of the history books, as well as, the wonderful performances at my local dance school! Oh, and maybe a new pink tutu shopping spree – every time traveller needs a touch of self-indulgence, don’t you think?
The Victorian Era may have its rigid etiquette, but when it came to tutus, they embraced romanticism and allowed the dance to shine through.
Until next time, dear readers, may your twirls be magnificent, and may your tutus always sparkle!
Emma xx
