The Phantom Ball

Texture: sequin crust x bingsu float

Scent: lavender, rose, chocolate

The tale of the Phantom Ball...

There is an old story among the hotel staff about a ball that sometimes takes place in the ballroom long after the hotel has gone quiet.

It usually begins with music.

Guests staying near the ballroom have reported hearing the unmistakable sound of a party underway, with laughter drifting through the halls and the steady rhythm of dancing coming from behind the closed doors.

One guest, curious about the noise, followed it downstairs one evening.

The ballroom doors were cracked open and he peered in.

Inside, the room was filled with people.

They floated across the dance floor in elegant clothes from another era, laughing, talking, and dancing as though the evening were in full swing. Above them, a large mirrored disco ball turned slowly, scattering silver light across the room.

The guest stood in the doorway, watching in delight.

Then the disco ball turned, and its light passed over the dancers.

For a moment, every face in the room was illuminated.

None of them had eyes.

The music stopped.

The dancers turned toward the doorway all at once.

The guest ran.

By the time the hotel staff arrived, the ballroom was empty and silent. The doors were locked, and there was no sign that anyone had been inside.

Only the disco ball was still turning.

And according to the old story, if you ever hear music coming from the ballroom when no event is scheduled, the staff will all tell you the same thing: Keep walking!