mrs. white
You are cordially invited to the annual Halloween Masquerade Ball
You are not to reveal your real name, you will be going by the name Mrs. White.
You should try to wear your assigned color white.
We look forward to seeing you there!
What the fuck? She’d never been to a masquerade ball but she was pretty sure most of them didn’t require someone to wear a specific color and go by a different name. While this seemed a bit strange she was still intrigued so she decided that she would go. Yeah, she’d probably look like she was getting married considering she was supposed to wear white but who cares?
She went to the nearest dress shop– which was four kilometers away, to find a gown. It took her a while before she found the perfect one. It was long and off the shoulders but it was made almost completely of lace. There was a high slit on the left side that went just above her hip so one wrong move and she could flash everyone there. But, if no one knew who she was, what was the harm in it? She then went to the shop next door which happened to be a bridal accessories boutique, what are the odds, and found a mask that went almost perfectly with her gown.
Later that night she got ready. She put on white mascara and white lipstick on, making the only accent of color her cheeks, which were rosy from the blush she had decided on. She had highlight on her cheekbones which made them pop and then she was ready. She looked beautiful.