I've heard of them in passing, but when I saw pictures in the local newspaper, I just knew I had to have one. See, I've been planning the kind of masquerade surprise birthday ball that I want my husband, Frederick, to throw me for my 30th birthday. Then we talked about toning it down and doing a family thing at the beach. But schedules misaligned, and I'm right back on my pomp and circumstance birthday she-bang. I may just save the Cotillion for my 40th birthday. And do something really wild and crazy for my 30th, while I'm still young.
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