Dear Mortal,
You are cordially invited to the Spring Faerie Gala. Please come in appropriate adornment.
Sidereally yours,
Queen Titania
Oh my sparklestars! Not sure what to wear? Do not fear, mortal kin, for I am well-versed in the gossamer games of the Faerie Vale—
Iris iolite silk is always an elegant choice.
And never dismiss the beauty of the iris blade. A green dewdrop choker is ever in style.
Just don’t forget your gloves—the midnight dances can turn chilly with the trill of a harp.
If you wish to be bold and perhaps catch the eye of the Fey that evening, don a columbine dragon mask.
Trust me, you’ll thank me later: carry a spare blossom bud in your satchel to balm and brighten your lips.
You didn’t hear it from me, but it’s rumored that Queen Titania is leaning towards a pink aurora as the season’s favored hue . . .
Of course, you can always don a cloudburst chiffon cluster to stand out at court.
If you don’t wish to be flashy, dress in demure foliations with a single liquid brooch as a focal gem.
A tint of sun-caught satin makes for a dashing kerchief.
And a delicate leaf fascinator adds a pop of glamour to any coiffure!
Personally, I will always favor amber sunrise silk for my signature ballgown.
Although there are those who prefer a more spare-petal silhouette for ease of flitting.
Lastly, carry a sprig of lilac in your pocket to perfume your meager stretch of years with perennial dreams of the gala . . . .
~*~
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