Re: Entry post.
Isabella had forgotten about the ball actually, but she'd sent one of her girls to a costume shop that morning with her measurements in mind. What Lilly had come home with was a little - chilly, but Isabella figured her harem outfit would do for a night at the ball. As long as she didn't go outside.
With a little smile and another attempt at adjusting the legs of her 'pants', she took a glass of red wine and walked deeper into the party.