L and her fellow bloggers giggled and stumbled, they were photographed and they mingled. They drank amethyst coloured cocktails and shimmering champagne until they were lead to their front row seats. There they awed over their prime seats and lingered over spilt champagne. And when the light dimmed, their jaws dropped.
After their banquet of fashion they tumbled to the after party where they sipped more ambrosial drinks and fluttered around laughing and examining the ethereal designs, howling though the night.