The Mariinsky come to town…

I am just home from watching the Mariinsky triple bill at the Opera House.

Oh my.

Oh my indeed.

And maybe a little more oh my.

And a lot of gosh.

I think we can safely say I adored every moment, even sitting practically on the stage in stalls circle with the most ridiculous restricted view in the world. I don’t care. I love it when I leave the ballet almost levitating with happiness and grinning like a complete fool across Covent Garden and back down to CX.

I just… I don’t know what else you want me to say really.

Other than to point out that I quite seriously badly wanted to indulge my inner Teletubby and yell ‘again again’ at the end of In The Night because OH MY WAS THAT PERFECT OR WAS THAT PERFECT? Maybe it was perfect…

I don’t do proper reviews, I have far too much of a tendency to descend into uber squeaky highly excitable fangirl mode over these things. If you were talking to me right now, I’d be approaching a pitch only dogs can hear.



Filed under ballet how it should be done

2 responses to “The Mariinsky come to town…

  1. Pimmy, you have a ballet blog AND YOU DIDN’T TELL ME.

    You’re so cute when you’re excited…

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