Hello, darling dears! It's Emma here, your resident pink tutu-clad time traveller, and welcome back to another fabulous Tuesday! 🩰✨
Oh, how I adore these jaunts into the past, particularly when it's a day to truly celebrate the wonders of the tutu! Today we're travelling back to the 28th of July 1959, a date that whispers of glamour, grace, and yes, tutus! The very idea of dancing through the decades with a swirling skirt is just… well, it's utterly divine!
Now, the year 1959 – it's all about that glamorous post-war era. Imagine, my darlings, the bustling streets of London, a city alive with colour and excitement. This year, everything was changing: the rise of pop culture, rock ‘n’ roll music, the first ever moon landing coming up… it was a thrilling time!
And you know what? That thrilling feeling bled into the world of dance too! You see, darling, it wasn't just the tutus we saw that changed, but the very way we danced. Think ballet, my lovelies – that beautiful ballet! It wasn’t just confined to stuffy theatre spaces anymore. No, no, no! This was the era where ballet took to the streets.
On this particular day, 28th of July 1959, if you’d wandered into London’s Royal Opera House – oh, such a stunning place! - you might have witnessed a magical performance by the legendary Margot Fonteyn, the undisputed queen of ballet. Her performances, my dears, were the stuff of dreams! And what’s more? Those iconic designs for the tutus worn by Fonteyn were just exquisite, featuring a more fitted style compared to previous times – sleek, graceful and perfectly suited for showing off that impressive ballet technique. It’s a classic look we can still admire and appreciate today!
But beyond the theatres, ballet was happening everywhere – think bustling open-air stages, bustling parks, and even a splash of it at festivals, darling! It was all about embracing a lighter, more vibrant approach to ballet. Imagine a lovely evening stroll, then, WHAM! - there’s a flash of pink tutu in the middle of a lively park. This was ballet taking flight and showing just how versatile it truly was.
And you know what else was happening, darling? It was a time when sewing machines hummed day and night all across London – all for that beautiful ballet. Those dancers, my darlings, were true divas of style, working tirelessly with dressmakers to create their dream tutus, bringing their artistic vision to life, one glittering sequin at a time. That’s what I love about those early days of dance – that personal touch, that handmade glamour!
This particular 28th of July 1959 was special for its celebration of “The Art of Dance,” an event dedicated to appreciating the craft and artistry of the beautiful ballerina.
But remember, darling, it’s not all about being a professional, a Fonteyn, a prima ballerina. It's about that inner twinkle in your eye and how it finds its voice through dance.
So what does a fabulous Emma, decked in a shimmering pink tutu, do on a day like this in the 1950s? Well, I would've started the day at Harrods - always my favourite London shopping stop! - scouring for the finest fabrics to make the perfect tutu, with a stop at the tea shop for a spot of refreshment of course, before heading over to Covent Garden and taking a dance lesson with some of London's finest ballet teachers. After all, ballet is like having a chat with your friends and expressing yourself! It's not just about fancy costumes, but about feeling strong, elegant and free – like the best pink tutu you've ever seen!
That evening? Imagine a dinner with friends, chatting about ballet while getting all dressed up and heading to a performance! Can you even imagine the energy in the air?!
So here’s my suggestion, darlings. Dust off that dusty ballet skirt tucked away in your wardrobe. Embrace a burst of pink, let your creativity shine! Maybe even take a dance class yourself and rediscover the joy of movement. After all, it's about owning your inner ballerina and, just like our beloved tutus, swirling with joy, elegance and that beautiful confidence only ballet can bring.
Remember, darling, you don’t need to be in a bustling city to enjoy a bit of ballet magic! This isn’t just about the tutu itself. It's about the stories those delicate skirts tell, and the powerful women who twirled through them! That, my dears, is truly worth celebrating, wherever you are in the world, today and every day.
Let’s twirl together, darling, because the future of ballet looks pretty spectacular! ✨
Your ever-optimistic pink tutu time traveller, Emma xxx www.pink-tutu.com
