I finally received my gorgeous Peaky print from this shop today. Please consider giving this a reblog to spread awareness of her shop, she is an incredible artist and very professional. She has almost 300 products displaying her beautiful & original work, but her Peaky work is by far the best. Not that I’m biased xx
Lida had chosen a subtle gown for the evening, one that shifted from deep maroon through to white over the course of the event. Her matching mask did the opposite, and both were at a midpoint, a kind of dusty rose that managed not to clash with her fiery hair.
To the mundane, she was small and thin, with a dancer’s frame and grace. Her large blue eyes blinked impassively at passers-by and her lips were colored as deep maroon as her dress had been at the beginning.
She stood on the sidelines with a drink in her hand, debating. Who would have the honor of a dance with her this evening?
Someone approached from her side and she turned, her dress swishing against the floor, to see who it was. Not someone she recognized - unsurprising in this new town.