Queen Bee
Long time, Hivemind, or maybe it feels that way.
Our latest glamorous party seems to be the party of the Season. The event of the year.
And to quote some of my little honey-gathering brood who were there, it was “divine.”
A dinner party that “sparkled with wealth and the glitterati.”
A dinner party that “dripped with charm and class.”
What?
You KNOW this?
Of course you do. The claiming was announced here and
Everywhere .
Emporian heart-crusher Asher St. James
and the Luxe of the Season Miss Violet Gardener
Can we talk about that dress she had on?
Hot. Classy. Perfect.
She’s ready for the Emporian red carpet.
But now it’s over, and…
chirp chirp chirp
crickets
For FIVE days.
What is going on?
Told you the tale would get a little twisty.
Stay tuned.
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