Prom Queen

Puck frolicked around in the warm golden rays of the afternoon sun.  He admired the shimmer of the iridescent sequins on structured bodice on his vintage 1950s prom dress; spinning round and round ensuring the tulle would move fluidly as he danced the night away with his fellow attendants.  He straightened his crown of ivy and applied more rouge to his lips.  The sweet, creamy fragrance of Magnolia trees breezed around him raising goosebumps across his skin.  The time had come and his prom night chariot awaits.  

Read More