Before Midnight
The soirée of the season is upon you, all you need is a little Magic …
You had always believed in Fairytales , as soft golden light floods the Ballroom you know you were right. Gowns twirl past you in a blur, the Palace alive with the sound of the orchestra. You take your partner’s hand and allow yourself to be whisked around the dance floor. The clock is ticking, there’s not long Before Midnight .
A season for decadence, you’re sure to be the belle of the ball. Elaborate embellishments and exquisite details are all wrapped up in soft faux furs. Statement pieces plucked straight out of a Storybook , the only thing missing is a Tiara , but that’s nothing a velvet hair bow can’t fix.
Ensconced in a Fantasy , you never want the night to end. Outside the Moon illuminates the gardens, a beautiful Mystery you can’t wait to explore. Minutes tick by on the gold clock - the Tale says all good things must come to an end, or must they?