Hello darlings! It's your favourite pink tutu-clad time traveller, Emma, here! Welcome back to another edition of my #TutuTuesday blog. This week, I'm taking us on a journey to the 12th of October, 1852 - a date that's packed with Parisian elegance and theatrical delights!
I've been having such a wonderful time travelling the world through different eras, learning about the origins of our beloved tutu. And as a reminder, this is post #1085 on my www.pink-tutu.com website! Don't forget to check out past posts - they're full of amazing ballet and tutu history!
Now, let's talk about our time travel destination, shall we? This time, I've landed in the bustling heart of Paris - a city famed for its beautiful fashion, delectable pastries, and of course, the ballet! Just imagine, ladies and gentlemen, all those delightful dance halls where ballerinas swish their silk tutus across the stage. How incredibly exciting!
As always, my funding for these time travels is fuelled by performing in dazzling ballet shows across the ages. Imagine me, your dear Emma, dressed in my gorgeous pink tutu, twirling through the ages with elegance and grace!
So, what was happening on the 12th of October, 1852? Let me spill the beans!
Parisian Charm & the Ballet:
First things first, the city is bursting with the magic of ballet. In this era, the Palais Garnier Opera House was still under construction, but Paris was already known as the ballet capital of the world. Just think - there's so much inspiration swirling through the air! The ballets were grand, dramatic affairs, a real spectacle to behold. Think Romantic ballets, ladies! You know, all those enchanting tales about fairies and love, with beautiful choreography.
A Fashionable Feast:
You know me - I simply can't resist a peek at the fashion! 1852 saw the rise of the Crinoline. This massive skirt is like a giant, billowing balloon, making all the ladies look incredibly elegant. But, imagine the trouble it would cause when navigating the crowded streets of Paris!
Think big hats, lots of frills, and gorgeous fabrics - velvet, silk, lace. Just a tiny hint of pink in the mix, wouldn't you say? Though, perhaps, a bolder shade would make more of an impression!
But for the ballerina? The tutu, my darlings! We were already in the early days of the short, Romantic tutu. They were crafted from tulle or silk and came in all sorts of dreamy colours.
A Time for Reflection:
This journey into 1852 makes me appreciate even more the rich history of our beloved tutu. The passion and elegance it embodied in those times, it's a true inspiration!
Imagine, for example, those early tutus, dancing under the warm gaslight of a Paris theatre, the ballerinas' every move captivating the audience. Now, let's just imagine them twirling in glorious pink tutus! Dreamy sigh!
This era reminds us that the tutu, more than just a piece of clothing, is a symbol of artistry, elegance, and dreams. Let's keep sharing the joy of ballet and the beauty of the tutu, ladies and gentlemen! Let's inspire each other to dream, to dance, and to find our own personal sparkle!
A Reminder: I Love Pink!
So remember, my dear readers, a life without a pink tutu is a life less lived! Why not join me on a pink tutu adventure?
And finally, remember to follow my ballet history journey every Tuesday on #TutuTuesday here on www.pink-tutu.com!
Until next week,
Yours in pink tulle,
Emma
