Irene had promised to wear something fabulous, and while there was certainly no shortage of fabulousness in her wardrobe, she did only have so many masquerade masks to choose from.

When in doubt, however, make a statement, and there weren't many pieces more statement-y than her raspberry Alex Perry jumpsuit and accompanying matching mask. She'd left her hair down, wavy and swept over one shoulder, and accented the whole thing with some simple silver chains around her neck and a delicate bangle or two at her wrists.

Was it a little breezy for mid-October? Sure, but it would be warm in the party, Irene was sure, and moreover, sacrifices needed to be made.