#TutuTuesday Ballet Tutu History on 1841-01-05

Hello darlings, and welcome to my little corner of the internet, where tutus are always the talk of the town! Today, as it's a lovely #TutuTuesday, we're going to travel back in time - I just love a good historical journey, don't you?

My fancy time-travel machine (which conveniently looks like a grand carriage with a rather fetching pink upholstery, thank you very much) has dropped me off in… drum roll … Paris! Oh, the city of lights! But before we go gawking at the Eiffel Tower (still a long way off!), let's talk about the world of ballet in this grand year of 1841.

I must admit, as a pink-loving ballet devotee, 1841 was quite a time for a ballet enthusiast!

This era, known as the Romantic ballet period, is brimming with so much charm and elegance, much like a perfectly-designed tutu, you know. The dance steps were as fluid and graceful as a river in full flow, and the costumes... oh, the costumes! Now, we all know that the ballerina of today relies on her classic white tutu. But back then, dancers would twirl around in tutus that weren’t so much "white" and more “a bit on the beige side” (which let's face it, is not really my colour, my love for pink being unwavering!), adorned with beautiful frills and ribbons. Imagine a dream in white with hints of a soft pink! A most delightful vision!

What else was happening on 5th January 1841, you ask? It was a rather busy day! The Parisian Opera House was buzzing, as it often is, with a new performance of La Sylphide - you'd be surprised how popular these classics still are, they've lasted all this time.

Let's talk about what’s trending on the fashion scene: Think grand, flowing gowns, corsets, lace and all those gorgeous bows that make every woman look absolutely dazzling! It’s a world of luxurious fabrics and intricate detailing that really sets the scene for those enchanting waltzes!

Speaking of enchanting, I had the most delicious time strolling along the Champs-Élysées yesterday. There’s an abundance of fashion stores, filled with gorgeous dresses and hats and - my favourite part - shoes! They're like sculptures! I spent the whole afternoon trying on beautiful pumps and delicate slippers. They wouldn't look out of place on a ballerina, wouldn't you agree?

Did I tell you that the best way to get to the heart of a city, to really get a feel for its pulse? It's by taking the train, naturally. My favourite carriage, as you might have guessed, is the one with the largest windows for admiring the view. Today, we’ll hop on a steam train from Derbyshire, England (where my heart belongs!), taking in all the sights and smells along the way! There’s just something so wonderfully magical about a journey on a train. It's all part of the adventure, my lovely, pink-tutu-loving, dance enthusiasts!

Oh, and my trip to Paris would not be complete without a ballet class! It's always a pleasure to learn from the best, even if it’s a different era. The movements and techniques of Romantic ballet are simply captivating!

I can't leave without mentioning something very important: don’t forget, darlings, if you haven't worn a pink tutu today, go and do it right now! It's your daily dose of whimsy! Remember, the world needs more pink tutus!

That's it for this week, my lovelies. Don’t forget to follow my blog for more adventures and twirls from the past and present! #TutuTuesday awaits you next week.