This dress was turning out to not be a good idea. Sarah was alright walking in it, but it was other people she felt a little sorry for. The bottom of it was quite wide, hence the reason she was sweeping across the room towards the seats in the corner, practically brushing the floor as she went. How on earth did Queen Victoria wear these all day, everyday?

Mooshing the front of the dress together, Sarah swept the back around and plopped herself down on a free seat. As with the last ball they'd had, she was dateless - no boyfriend. Nothing. Sigh. So she resorted to people watching. One of the best pastimes ever.