They have their best cobwebby shawls on and a little silver witchy trinket over their hearts. Their freshly scrubbed and crackled faces looking eagerly for "Mister Wrong".
Clara whispers to her sister Calliope, "do you think anyone will notice our new hats?" Ah yes the hats....especially coated with many layers of bee's wax for that vintage look witches love so well.
"I just hope the snobs attending this ball notice the fabulous vintage trim on our collars and cuffs" piped Selma to her sister Sadie!
Well I know I look my very best, no sun has spoiled this lovely pale complexion! I have even laid off the fried eye of newt to keep this girlish figure at it's best for tonight!
Then Sadie whispered something they all had on their minds....was the Parfum de Frog maybe just a little too much for this night?
Maybe they should have gone with Eau de Slug after all!