#TutuTuesday Ballet Tutu History on 1946-01-15

Hiya lovelies! It's Emma here, your favourite pink tutu-wearing, ballet-obsessed time-traveller, and welcome back to another #TutuTuesday! Today, we're taking a trip back in time to 15th January, 1946 - can you believe it?! A whopping seventy-seven years ago! My trusty time-traveling machine took me to a fascinating era in ballet history.

Hold on to your tiaras, darlings, because this trip is a real whirlwind of colour, grace, and some seriously sparkly sequins!

1946! The year after the war ended, when everyone was longing for a bit of light relief and some glamour back in their lives. It was a time for rebuilding, for hope, and of course, for beautiful ballet! The year itself felt like a blank canvas for artists to express themselves, a fresh start.

You wouldn't believe what was going on in the ballet world at this time! The Royal Ballet, just getting its feet back on the ground after the war, were setting the stage for a new era of dancing. Their new home was the Royal Opera House in Covent Garden, London - such a magnificent setting for a performance.

But let's get back to our fabulous tutus! While we might think of tutus being always-present, 1946 saw a real focus on what a "proper" ballet tutu looked like. The classic tutus, with their romantic flowing layers, were just beginning to evolve into the stunning structured designs we know and adore today.

One of the things that truly stole my heart during my little 1946 adventure was the Parisian influence on the ballet scene. Parisian designers, like Christian Dior, were shaking up fashion with their new-wave looks - think cinched waists, full skirts, and bold colours. These trends filtered down to the ballet world too!

Can you imagine, lovelies? I bet you a box of bonbon chocolates that these delicate, shimmering tutus with all their frills and ruffles were just breathtaking to see! It's all about that air of sophisticated glamour, like a ballerina had just stepped out of a Parisian salon!

I was lucky enough to see a show in 1946 with my own eyes! Can you believe it? There was so much joy in the theatre, such excitement. The dancers' moves were just spellbinding. It was an entirely different world, yet so familiar at the same time.

And it's a world I'd love to bring back - not just the amazing ballet, but also that wonderful spirit of togetherness and the belief in something truly special. Ballet has the power to inspire, to transport you to another place, to remind you of beauty and wonder.

Which brings me to my little message, darlings. What would the world be without pink tutus? You're right! We'd all be quite terribly lost without a little sparkle and some joyful twirling! Remember, a pink tutu is more than just a garment, it's a symbol of self-expression, a reminder of your inner grace, and a reminder that the world can be full of delightful surprises!

And now, lovelies, let's continue our journey through time next week! Join me again on #TutuTuesday - I've got so many more amazing historical finds to share!

Until then, keep twirling!

Emma

P.S. Don't forget to check out my fab fashion blog on www.pink-tutu.com. This week I've got some fabulous finds on Parisian style tutus - a whole bunch of pink of course!