Susan Marie Molloy

Life in the Oasis

Royal Ball

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One afternoon, while out running errands, my beau and I stopped by an antique store, just for fun. It was on the way to one of our destinations, so why not?

Oh, yes, there were the usual things: old dishes, toys, knickknacks, crystal, books, and whatnot. Then, around a corner, appeared these beauties:

“Queen of the Ball”

“King of the Ball”

These were costumes made with satin, beads, sequins, faux fur, and feathers. They were listed as “Mardis Gras King and Queen Costumes.” The white satin gown glittered with silver and golden sequins and beads under the store’s lights, while the feathers softly swayed in the breeze from the ceiling fan. The white, gold, and silver king’s cape, trimmed in faux ermine, looked heavy and sumptuous draped across a railing.

The gown was listed at a couple bucks under a thousand; the king’s cape somewhere around nine hundred.

Ah, if money was no object, and we had a castle.  Or a parade float—

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Author: Susan Marie Molloy

I am an observer, a writer, and a poet. My latest poetry books, "Engaged," "Indigo Fantasy," "Life in the Oasis," "Gallery Night," "God of the Sea," "Solitary Walks," and "Grapes Suzette" and my short stories, "The Green Gloves" and "The Crowd of Turin" are now available on Amazon. Check them out. Buy them. Read them. Send me your thoughts. I look forward to hearing from you.

2 thoughts on “Royal Ball

  1. As cool as these were, I can only imagine the strength it would take to wear them for more than an hour or so. They were magnificent outfits though.

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