Bianca didn't really want to be here tonight, but it couldn't be helped. She had to photograph the event for Witch Weekly, because the more senior photographer went and got himself hexed good and proper by his girlfriend. Perhaps ex-girlfriend? Bianca didn't care to get involved in his personal life, even if it was affecting her professional one currently.
So she manged to find a dress that was suitable, and shoes that bumped her to a grand total of about five foot five. She left her hair down, and wore just a bit of lip gloss. With two cameras - her official wizarding one and her personal muggle camera - charmed small enough to fit into her purse, she arrived, nervously stepping inside. Immediately, she took out her work camera, and ducked behind it, feeling her tension drain away as she viewed everything through the protective lens. She saw people she recognized, stunning dresses and such, and paused to snap a picture of a dark haired woman in an incredible silver dress.