Hello darlings! Emma here, back from another thrilling adventure through time. This month, my pink-hued heart fluttered for 18th century Paris. It's July 7th, 1730, and Magic Meg and I have landed smack-dab in the middle of a burgeoning ballet scene, all waltzes and delicate steps!
This is post number 835 for my dear Pink Tutu readers, and I must say, the pink vibes were practically vibrating through the cobbled Parisian streets today! It seems even the 18th century was getting a taste for the pink life!
Our arrival, as always, was nothing short of magical. Imagine it: Parisian twilight, the soft glow of lamplight illuminating the elegant façades, and there we were, Meg with her white mane glistening under the setting sun, and yours truly in my favourite bubblegum pink tutu. You’d think I'd cause a commotion, but instead, it was as though the Parisians welcomed my dazzling pink presence. Perhaps they had a feeling my travels weren’t entirely of this time…or perhaps they just thought I was rather stylish!
The day's first order of business, naturally, was a bit of ballet appreciation. As you all know, I’m always in search of inspiration from the grand masters. Thankfully, Paris was brimming with exciting performances at the Opéra-Comique! Today’s offering, Le Ballet du Faux-pas, is a delightful story of mistaken identity, filled with playful humour and whimsical dance. I even got a peek into the behind-the-scenes ballet school, and my heart skipped a beat! The steps, the grace, the elegance – it was simply divine!
Afterward, Meg and I made our way through the bustling markets of Les Halles, where I snagged some exquisite pink ribbon for my new collection, the ‘Rose Petal Tutu’. Oh my goodness, just wait until you see it – it's pure whimsy! My latest designs always owe a lot to my time travel escapades, you know!
Later that evening, we made our way to the fashionable gathering at the Salon de Madame Geoffrin, a renowned intellectual and socialite. I managed to catch a glimpse of some amazing dance pieces performed by skilled amateurs, demonstrating the vibrant cultural life of Paris. Such lovely dresses and jewels adorned these women, with a real 'rococo' flavour. It was quite something, and I found myself adding the vibrant, flowing skirts of that era to my inspiration notebook.
But it's not just about the fashion! My leather rucksack, the one I bring along on my journeys, is bursting with incredible stories. In Paris, I encountered the esteemed playwright, Jean-Jacques Rousseau, who mentioned a new type of ballet evolving from opera, known as 'ballet d'action', which promised a new world of expressive storytelling through movement. Talk about exciting!
The energy of this city, combined with the thrilling prospect of the future of ballet, had my imagination spinning. It was such a heady mix of sophistication, charm, and cultural evolution that made me eager to share this with you all! Perhaps a Parisian-inspired tutu for my next performance is in order?
As I finish this post, a delicious aroma of lavender and rose fills the air. We'll have to continue this exciting time-travelling adventure in our next Pink Tutu instalment. Don’t forget, you can find more behind-the-scenes photos from our 1730 journey on the website - www.pink-tutu.com. And stay tuned for a special blog giveaway soon!
Remember darlings, pink is the colour of hope, dreams, and, of course, dancing!
Till next time, Emma
P.S. For those who want to join the Pink Tutu movement, my next performance will be held at the Derby Theatre next month. There will be a pink tutu workshop afterwards – perfect for anyone who wishes to join our colourful ballet world. Do pop over to www.pink-tutu.com for the dates and tickets!
