Bonjour mes amis! It's Emma here, back from another magical jaunt through time! This week, we're stepping back to the roaring twenties, landing right in the heart of Paris on March 24th, 1925.
Now, you wouldn't believe the sheer amount of fashion going on in this city! I mean, it's like every shop window is an explosion of sequins and feathers and hats that would make even the boldest of today's fashionistas blush! It’s intoxicating, really. I felt like a tiny ballerina in a kaleidoscope!
Speaking of sequins and feathers, imagine my delight when I discovered that, although the tutu itself wasn’t as dominant on the ballet stage back then, Parisian society was just mad for all things 'pretty in pink'! Oh, my heart just went "flutter!" From the frothy pink dresses adorned with exquisite beading to the hats boasting flamboyant feathers in shades of blush, every woman seemed to be embracing a touch of pink - just like me!
It seems as if, even in the 1920s, everyone just understood the intrinsic elegance and sweetness pink could bring. Perhaps a certain Miss Coco Chanel, known for her effortlessly stylish ensembles, even gave pink a bit of her sartorial blessing, bringing this hue to a whole new level of sophistication.
This week’s blog post, though, is more about the ballet, isn’t it? Well, while the iconic pink tutu we know today wasn't quite in full bloom, the ballerina costumes were starting to show some seriously enchanting beginnings. Gone were the days of heavy and restrictive, Victorian-style garments, replaced by the fluid elegance that reflected the dance and the era. Think about tulle, just starting to come into its own. It’s becoming an absolute darling in the world of dance wear and a clear prelude to our tutu era!
Now, let me tell you about the ballet that I absolutely had to see. Imagine Diaghilev's Ballets Russes in all its dazzling, decadent glory! Oh, the music! The sets! The costumes! Everything about the performance oozed artistry, grandeur, and excitement. Just being there was an absolute privilege. It felt like I was truly witnessing the dawn of a new age for ballet - one where freedom of movement and exquisite beauty were intertwined in an intoxicating dance.
I, of course, took full advantage of the opportunity to visit a few Parisian fabric shops, all buzzing with beautiful silks and velvets that would make any tutu lover swoon. It was like being in a kaleidoscope of vibrant colors, and my pink-tutu-loving heart was overwhelmed! I could envision so many magnificent tutus that I could barely hold myself back from grabbing some scissors and turning those bolts of luxurious fabric into the most enchanting ballerina outfits imaginable.
But, darling, here's the secret: there's always more to find in the world of tutu history! So, do come back next Tuesday, and we'll whisk ourselves off to another wondrous moment in ballet’s glorious journey. Remember, every single Tuesday, a new pink tutu story unfolds, so do subscribe to our website, www.pink-tutu.com, for more #TutuTuesday adventures!
Until then, dance with joy and always keep the pink tutu dreams alive!
Love,
Emma x
