Those who object to my desecration of Latin in the title of this post may take me to task later. For right now, I want to talk about all things relating to balls.
No, not the ones blondies throw erratically on beaches for their brunettes to retrieve. I mean the kind of balls that take one's breath away and leave your light headed for days after; the kind of balls where everyone is splendidly turned out and beautifully tuned in (to the music and to each other); the kind of balls where everyone has fun and shares it around the place in large handfuls. This was the sort of ball we had last night and this is the kind of ball I just love to be at.
So, what were some of the highlights for me?
Well, I spent some time learning some things about decorating in Virtualia. It is all about building and pixels and scale meters and scripts and transparencies and ....well, lots of other things I haven't got the hang of yet. Pushing my own incompetencies aside for just a mome though, I was rather pleased with the way the old decorations turned out.

The Signorina and Fraulein Landgrebe seemed to find Hedy Lamarr quite an inspiration as you can see from their picture. They waltzed for hours!

The only short period of dissatisfaction I had, I was able to share with Miss Yatsenko and Fraulein Landgrebe. Here we all are posed as three wise monkeys.

It's a crying shame really. Three of the finest Brunettes in Aristasia - or anywhere else I'll wager - forced to drown our sorrows at the bar while the blondies danced together. Where is the justice in that?
Actually, we didn't mind half as much as I pretend since the sight of two of our favourite ladies dancing together was more than enough compensation.

You have to admit it is a very pretty sight.
And there were other compensations too of course. I managed to squeeze my name onto Miss Poppy's always jam-packed, stuffed-full dance card. In this image, Miss Poppy takes a break from the dance to practice her Kung-Fu moves!

Honestly whoever would have guessed she could manage such agility in such a ravishingly tight dress? But the blonde physique has always been a mystery to me. So I simply resign myself to absolute ignorance of "how" she did it and enjoy with an excess of admiration for the fact that she *did* do it every few seconds during our tango.
What a lady!
Well after a quiz (won by Miss Calista Elytis and Miss Sushuri Madonna) and a series of presentations and a lot more dancing, I was briefly the last one left in the Embassy. Well somebody had to turn the lights out after all!

I ran a broom over the old place and straightened a few chairs and reflected on the evening. I decided it was probably the finest ball we ever had. I do hope there will be more like it soon.
Lt Cmdr Strauss
No, not the ones blondies throw erratically on beaches for their brunettes to retrieve. I mean the kind of balls that take one's breath away and leave your light headed for days after; the kind of balls where everyone is splendidly turned out and beautifully tuned in (to the music and to each other); the kind of balls where everyone has fun and shares it around the place in large handfuls. This was the sort of ball we had last night and this is the kind of ball I just love to be at.
So, what were some of the highlights for me?
Well, I spent some time learning some things about decorating in Virtualia. It is all about building and pixels and scale meters and scripts and transparencies and ....well, lots of other things I haven't got the hang of yet. Pushing my own incompetencies aside for just a mome though, I was rather pleased with the way the old decorations turned out.
The Signorina and Fraulein Landgrebe seemed to find Hedy Lamarr quite an inspiration as you can see from their picture. They waltzed for hours!
The only short period of dissatisfaction I had, I was able to share with Miss Yatsenko and Fraulein Landgrebe. Here we all are posed as three wise monkeys.
It's a crying shame really. Three of the finest Brunettes in Aristasia - or anywhere else I'll wager - forced to drown our sorrows at the bar while the blondies danced together. Where is the justice in that?
Actually, we didn't mind half as much as I pretend since the sight of two of our favourite ladies dancing together was more than enough compensation.
You have to admit it is a very pretty sight.
And there were other compensations too of course. I managed to squeeze my name onto Miss Poppy's always jam-packed, stuffed-full dance card. In this image, Miss Poppy takes a break from the dance to practice her Kung-Fu moves!
Honestly whoever would have guessed she could manage such agility in such a ravishingly tight dress? But the blonde physique has always been a mystery to me. So I simply resign myself to absolute ignorance of "how" she did it and enjoy with an excess of admiration for the fact that she *did* do it every few seconds during our tango.
What a lady!
Well after a quiz (won by Miss Calista Elytis and Miss Sushuri Madonna) and a series of presentations and a lot more dancing, I was briefly the last one left in the Embassy. Well somebody had to turn the lights out after all!
I ran a broom over the old place and straightened a few chairs and reflected on the evening. I decided it was probably the finest ball we ever had. I do hope there will be more like it soon.
Lt Cmdr Strauss
