By all rights Chalor Mali Kimnai should be nervous; not only was she was in the presence of foreign royalty but she was the only designer present from Kinkhnland. By all rights having to represent her nation in such a way should have been quite the burden, but that was not how Kimnai saw it at all. No, there was no doubt in her mind that this would go exceedingly well for her; socializing with the international elite was always full of opportunities and she relished the success of her show, despite it not having been put on yet. But she knew it would be a success. Some back in Kinkhnland might say that Kimnai's fashion line, Chalor, didn't deserve to be as successful as it was. That she became one of the top fashion designers in Kinkhnland through sheer luck instead of hard work. But Kimnai resented such words, or at least the latter. Even she had to admit that it was pure luck that several of her designs had caught the eye of one of the Grand Princesses all those years ago, but the success of Chalor had come from Kimnai's slavish diligence as much as the patronage of royalty.
Today she was dressed in the traditional dress of her people as anything else would send the wrong message; she was, after all, her to represent her people in a way. The ensemble was of white & golden silk, from the ankle-length skirt to the long strip wrapped around her upper body, weaved with geometric patterns. But in addition to this Kimnai wore both a pair of leather shoes & numerous pieces of ivory jewelry: wristband, necklaces, earrings, and rings all. And this was how Kimnai preferred to make a fashion statement. While something as garish and gaudy as the soon-to-be-Queen's entrance might be well-and-good for some, Kimnai preferred a more subtle approach. And if foreigners knew one thing about the Kinkhns, what was that? That they were cannibals. It was something Kinkhns were very open, and some dare say proud, of. So Kimnai wouldn't hold up a metaphorical sign demanding people look at her, no she would introduce herself and let their minds wander. Were her shoes simple leather? Was that really just ivory decorating her body? The answer was "no" of course; Kimnai wasn't so subtle as to not wear human leather and bone after all. But she wasn't going to go around openly advertising the fact.
After scanning those assembled Kimnai decided to head to Amelia Whitaker & Sam Baxter; the pair weren't engrossed in conversation yet, which was as good a start as any. She grabbed a champagne on the way over and took a sip, giving the pair a polite smile as she introduced herself.
"Lady Whitaker, Mr. Baxter," she nodded respectfully, then gestured at herself, "Lady Chalor Mali Kimnai. From Kinkhnland." She didn't expect the pair would know who she was; Chalor didn't really have any international presence to speak of and she wasn't really of notable blood herself, with her Ladyship having been bought from the government. But that wasn't particularly important at the moment.
"I'm one of the other designers putting on a show here this year, and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance," she smiled, "I hear last year's show was quite fortuitous for Black Rose, I pray this year's show is just as successful."