you're the piece of gold that flashes on my soul;

[miss_waldorf]

☼ Sun Dappled ☼

We cordially invite you to our Spring Gala Luncheon in the gardens of the Piaculum Palace on April 25. Celebrate the peak of the season with beloved friends against the backdrop of tamed nature while enjoying the choicest of food and wine

Comments

voice

[a_silent_due]

...still caught up in frills, aren't you, woman?

voice

[miss_waldorf]

I do love my frills.

voice

[a_silent_due]

Should love other things better.

voice

[miss_waldorf]

Like your knives.

voice

[a_silent_due]

Hah... that's for killers, idiot. Don't think you'll draw their eye any, unless you're flashing your gold too much.

voice

[miss_waldorf]

I resent being called idiot.

Besides, gold is for when you're in your forties.

voice

[a_silent_due]

What do you wear, then? Pastries?

voice

[miss_waldorf]

Pearls do wonder for one's complexion, did you know? --No, of course you don't.

voice

[a_silent_due]

Hah. Only two kinds of woman wear pearls. You're neither.

voice

[miss_waldorf]

What kinds?

voice :: mind you, this was Victorian age, sob.

[a_silent_due]

Queens and mourners.

voice :: loooool kanda <3

[miss_waldorf]

That's where you're wrong. I am, in fact, of the first kind.

voice :: he's from the era >>!

[a_silent_due]

Don't see anyone bending a knee before you.

voice :: can't help it I suppose D:

[miss_waldorf]

I don't care about knee-bending as long as they obey my commands and fulfill their tithes.