There were all kinds of rich weirdos in Dunia and the weirder the richo, the more likely they had 'generous donor to the museum' or 'funder of archeology expedition' money.

For some reason, masquerades were popular among the upper crust lately so Eleanor Chumbley had found herself going to a lot of them so her husband could schmooze with the money men.

Eleanor was often a hit at these parties because when she glammed up for a party, she was not at all hard on the eyes.

"I'm going to go talk to the museum curator. Will you be alright by yourself, El?" asked Dr Mr Chumbley.

"You go talk shop, I'll be fine!" Mrs Chumbley replied.

She was a lot more comfortable at parties than her husband was but he worried so about abandoning her. He was always out in the field, he didn't want to leave her alone when they were together.

It was very cute of him.

Mrs Chumbley grabbed a drink from one of the servers wandering around with hors d'ouevres and drinks. She found an empty couch and sat down where she could watch Dr Chumbley. He got so animated when he was discussing his work. This was also very cute of him.

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Day 12 of the 30 art challenge.

Masquerade!

Some prompts I have a really solid idea for. This one, I just thought 'I could draw Mrs Chumbley in a party dress.' Inspiration takes many forms.

But glamorously lounging around at a masquerade, drink in hand, sure does fit her.

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Eleanor Chumbley owned by me
Art by me, for a change
Done as part of Jyinxx's 30-Day Art Challenge.