Hello, my lovely Tutu Twirlers!
It's Emma here, your resident pink tutu enthusiast and time-traveling fashionista, bringing you another fab #TutuTuesday. This week, we're waltzing back to November 2nd, 1982. Let's grab our pom-poms and twirl back to the 80s, shall we?
I recently found myself in the glittering, vibrant heart of New York City – and boy oh boy, is it ever different from the Derbyshire countryside! Just the thought of bustling sidewalks and bright yellow cabs is enough to set my little ballerina heart aflutter. Thankfully, my pink tutu still looks as radiant as ever in the city's electrifying glow!
Of course, no trip to New York is complete without a visit to the legendary New York City Ballet. Imagine, performing in that incredible space – the jewel-toned, grand theatre of the Metropolitan Opera House, adorned with majestic, gold-plated columns! Can you even picture the magic?
You know, they say it’s a little like stepping back in time at the Metropolitan Opera House – I swear I could see whispers of a 19th century ballet in the grandeur of the space. Oh, wouldn't that be an experience? Sadly, the 19th century was a bit before my time-traveling machine's current capabilities! Still, imagining all the grand costumes, those towering feather headdresses and romantic tutus, it's almost enough to make me dizzy.
Back to November 2nd, 1982 – you wouldn't believe it, but on this very day, the New York City Ballet had something rather special on its schedule: Les Sylphides! Ah, a true masterpiece of classical ballet, full of dreamy, ethereal beauty and swirling tutus. What more could a girl ask for? I could practically hear the exquisite, lyrical music of Chopin even from my little time-traveling hideaway!
Now, this wasn't the first time this particular ballet was being staged in New York, mind you. Back in 1916, there was a special, one-night-only performance, also in this same spectacular venue, and what do you think the leading lady wore? You guessed it – a delightful, flowing tutu. It truly speaks volumes that such a classical piece could keep its enchanting power, captivating hearts throughout the decades.
While the stage of the Metropolitan Opera House beckoned me, I had another fabulous New York fashion adventure to get on with! I ventured into a delightfully decadent department store in a chic neighborhood – one where they seemed to worship the newest fashion trends. (Let's just say it was the polar opposite of my beloved vintage shops back in England.) And guess what I found? A plethora of the most breathtaking tutus! Now, don't think these were just your average everyday ballet tutus. These beauties were embellished with sparkling sequins, elaborate ruffles, and colors as bold as the city itself. Why, they would be the perfect companion for a magical night at the ballet!
After that delightful shopping trip, I decided to head back to the station, eager for a comfortable, quaint train journey. The familiar rhythmic clicking of the train wheels against the tracks is simply my favourite way to end a magical day.
So, my dearest tutu-lovers, I bid you adieu for now. Keep twirling and spreading the joy of ballet and the wonder of pink tutus wherever you go!
And remember: A touch of magic is all it takes to make the world a little more twirly.
Love,
Emma
(Founder of Pink Tutu – and part-time time-traveling ballerina!)
