Post #3233
Hello darlings! It's Emma here, and welcome back to another adventure on the www.pink-tutu.com blog! Today, I'm thrilled to share a journey that took me right back to the glorious year 1930!
The weather in Derbyshire was rather chilly, but I knew a sunny disposition would keep my spirits high, and that's exactly what I needed for a trip back in time. Magic Meg, my trusty pink sparkling Shire horse with those dazzling golden hooves, was already prepped for the trip. We'd be travelling to the land of tutus and tiaras - the era of the glamorous ballerina!
My heart always flutters a little bit at the prospect of time travel. It's that feeling of being about to open a beautifully-bound book of history and see what fascinating tales lie inside. The year 1930 was a real hotbed of creativity in the ballet world! Imagine, the Royal Ballet was just in its formative years, still called the Vic-Wells Ballet, and some of the most iconic dancers like Margot Fonteyn were starting to rise to prominence!
The thrill of stepping off Magic Meg into the past was electric! It was like stepping into a scene straight out of a film - vibrant London streets brimming with people dressed to the nines. Their outfits were such an explosion of colour and style! Even the men had an elegant flair about them - you could really tell this was a time when fashion was treated as an art form.
Speaking of style, my trusty leather rucksack, filled with treasures from the past, felt like an essential part of the trip! It's been holding my beloved vintage ballet accessories for a while now - my collection is already a little ridiculous, and each journey adds another precious piece!
So, what did ballet look like on the 5th of May 1930? Well, the Vic-Wells Ballet, in its exciting new London home at Sadler's Wells, was in the midst of rehearsals for an upcoming tour. The company, brimming with youthful talent, was preparing for their trip to America, taking their innovative and energetic choreography with them.
In the heart of London, Diaghilev's Ballets Russes were holding court with their latest masterpiece - a breathtaking performance of 'La Boutique Fantastique' at the Royal Opera House! A whimsical, fantastical world of dolls and dancing came alive on the stage! And I just had to peek in, I couldn't resist! This was one of the iconic ballets of the era, a real showstopper. I'd even heard rumours of a new leading dancer with astonishing grace and agility... Imagine being part of that exciting era of ballet!
Even with the hustle and bustle of 1930 London, there was a serene, almost magical, quality to the whole experience. It's almost like I was able to see beyond the noise and feel the magic of dance seeping into the very fabric of the city.
There were so many beautiful performances on, it was quite overwhelming, I admit! At the Sadler's Wells theatre, I saw a charming production of ‘Les Sylphides,’ so light and dreamy. Even in a bustling, fast-paced city like London, these delicate movements just seemed to carry me away into a realm of elegance and serenity.
Of course, my little Pink Tutu Fashion diary couldn’t miss out on this stylish trip. London was a haven for fashion! I popped into Harrods and Fortnum & Mason and gasped at the breathtaking display of hats, dresses and shoes. You could truly feel the excitement about design and elegance in the air!
My journey into the past took me to places where the future of ballet was taking shape, places that saw the birth of a new generation of dancing icons! Imagine, the iconic ballerinas, stars like Fonteyn and Markova, were all at the beginning of their legendary careers. It's amazing to see how these ballerinas, all wearing different, but undeniably beautiful, tutus, paved the way for the wonderful dance world we see today!
Seeing them dance in the flesh, not just on YouTube or in historical photos, made my heart sing. Even my little Pink Tutu, with its signature sparkle, seemed to sparkle even brighter in that electric atmosphere! I collected so many stories - a secret anecdote about the 'Vic-Wells Ballet' finding a lost cat during a rehearsal, some delightful sketches of the choreography for the tour to America and even a precious vintage tutu that a kind ballet teacher had carefully preserved! All now safely tucked into my leather rucksack, treasures from a different era to cherish!
As the day came to a close and the London skies painted themselves with sunset colours, I felt a pang of sadness as I bid farewell to 1930. But even as Magic Meg took me back to my own time, the memory of that vibrant, creative era felt warm and comforting. It's moments like these, full of history and magic, that remind me that even as the world changes, the timeless art of ballet continues to inspire us all!
It really was a trip I'll never forget! And with every ballet journey, I’m more inspired to make everyone, everywhere wear a pink tutu. Come on, it's a truly elegant way to live your life! Until next time, darlings, stay twirling and dream big!
And do share your own stories with me, your fellow Pink Tutu traveler! Let's bring back that love for tutus, elegance, and, of course, that magical world of ballet! Remember, you can find more of my stories on www.pink-tutu.com!
