On Christmas night last Cinderella went to the most marvellous ball. After nibbling away at some mushroom canapé, she found herself high as a kite, and hence began her decline and fall.
She began to dance…and danced all night and still she begged for more. She twirled and span as her mind led her away. Until eventually she fell out of the ball and rolled onto the floor …Haha she couldn’t have liked it more! She forsook her shoes and commenced to roam in delusional disarray… Vintage ballgown courtesy of my mother.