Something in the winds

Today held a bounty of events, and it was a real challenge just to show up to each gathering and maintain the proper dress! This afternoon opened up the Eternal Promethea sim, and the Princess Ana was gracious enough to extend an invitation for tea and dancing. Words cannot express what a stroll through the city can, and I cannot encourage readers enough to take a moment to visit. The blinding white marble of the city structures is softened by the silky ambient light. Flowers sneak into every crevice. Prims line up dutifully under the Princess's talented command. She's prepared a beautiful sim, but has also outlined plans for a content rich community that will include an arcade along the breakwall for street performers and artists. We followed up her Highness's tour, punctuated by a walk up the cliff to take in the view 'into my dream' as she likes to say, with dancing overlooking the water gardens. Mr. Roberto Viking was kind enough to waltz me around the floor and I'm so glad, as it gave him a moment to mention his friend's recent development of an Amnesty International presence in Caledon.
After the tea, I did some quick browsing at M. Zori's in Antiquity to pick up a gown that I've eyed for so many weeks. It was a bit too Steampunky for my tastes at first, but Mr. Hassanov has opened up new horizons to me, and I used the hairpin he presented me at Valentine's Day as an excuse to buy a gown to match.
The company at the ball was a fine one, indeed, with the Loch Avie First Lancer's making up the most colorful sect of the party. And thank goodness they are so festive in their regalia as they have a lot to celebrate: Miss Diamonda Gustafson was promoted to Lieutenant this evening! It was a delightful sight, but as you can see, the authority has not gone to her head, and she remains all manner of a lady-of-quality even in her dress greens.
Mr. Craig entertained the crowd with his newest military creations, but I'm afraid my eyes wandered to Nellie. The Duchess's water horse had little fear of the warcraft taking over her harbor and quickly paddled in to claim back her territory. While the troops discussed their arms, I had a chance to question the Countess Seasong (who is looking radiant in her new marriage trousseau) about the the Relay for Life Caledon Ladies' Auction. I'm proud to announce that your humble bloggeress is now "On the block"!

This atmosphere of engineering marvels attracted an accomplished guest list, and I was lucky enough to cross paths late in the evening with a Mr. Tigerpaw of Lonicrae. Our mutual affection for animal reproduction led to an evening of charming conversation and I must say I was so much enamored by his chatter that Miss Parks had to remind me not let him 'compromise' me. I shan't let myself be compromised, but a swoon is most definately in order.