Hello darlings! Welcome back to Pink-Tutu.com for another enchanting journey through the history of ballet tutus. Today we're taking a magical train trip all the way back to 7th October 1941, where we'll be taking a peek at the glamorous world of ballet during the tumultuous World War II. This is blog post number 5728 - we’ve come a long way since the very first post!
Now, you might be thinking, “Emma, wasn’t there a war going on?” and you'd be right. But just because the world was in turmoil doesn't mean the love for ballet and twirling tutus dwindled! You see, even in times of hardship, people sought refuge in the beauty and grace of dance. It was a time of resilience and hope, and I bet the twinkle of a ballerina's tutu brought a bit of sunshine to the most sombre day.
Now, imagine a ballet performance under wartime blackout conditions. Can you picture the elegant sweep of a tutu, catching the light of the stage under dim lights? It’s utterly captivating, isn’t it? It’s even more fascinating because you're reminded of how beautiful art can be in any circumstance. Ballet became an escape, a moment of peace and magic that transcended the grim realities of the world.
On this very date, October 7th 1941, the Sadler’s Wells Ballet, as they were known at the time, were in Nottingham. And, oh, imagine! I would have absolutely loved to be there, hopping onto the train from my beloved Derbyshire and making my way to the city, my pink tutu and pink feather boa shimmering in the glow of the station lights!
Do you know, back then, ballerinas wore longer tutus - you see, in 1941, the "romantic" tutu, which we often see in classical ballets like Swan Lake, was in full swing! It's a stunning style – think layers of billowing tulle, all romantic and flowing, capturing that exquisite ballet spirit!
But my loves, imagine those tutus billowing beneath a blackout curtain – it must have looked simply magical! It is said the company was then led by a brilliant lady by the name of Ninette de Valois. She was an exceptional ballerina and visionary, paving the way for British ballet to rise to great heights. Can you believe it?!
This date, of course, coincides with the first years of wartime austerity and the 'Make Do and Mend' campaign. And although the nation was urged to use materials sparingly, dance, including the elaborate artistry of ballet tutus, seemed to be exempt.
Even during a time when everyone was contributing to the war effort by recycling, repairing, and making do with less, it appears ballet still had its special place. Perhaps it was a beacon of hope for the public, a reminder that beauty could endure even during times of adversity. We love that!
Don’t you think it's so fascinating how throughout history, tutus have endured and adapted to the changes in society? Each era brings its own interpretation, but the magical element of dance and its enduring grace are universal, you see? Even wartime hasn't extinguished the glamour of the ballet tutu, or its ability to inspire hope, resilience, and a sense of magic, don't you agree?
So, my darlings, on this #TutuTuesday, as we reflect on the ballet of 1941, remember the beauty that endures, even through hardship. The twinkle of a tutu remains a symbol of hope and beauty – and of course, we always strive to keep the ballet spirit alive and sparkling in our own lives, and yours, too, because, what’s more glamorous than twirling around in your own dazzling tutu? Nothing, that’s what!
Let's keep that Tutu spirit shining, always!
Until next week, darlings!
Yours always,
Emma 🩰
P.S Do you know, while I was digging through history, I discovered an enchanting little shop tucked away in an old part of London that still has gorgeous authentic vintage ballet shoes and accessories, think satin pumps, embroidered slippers, and stunning beaded headbands! I must find time to head back to London and explore! But my travels back in time require lots of careful planning, and many performance dates, you see…
I will tell you more about that another time! xx
