Founder Suzanne Stafford

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I didn’t create the Faery Court Ball simply because I love costumes—though I absolutely do. I created it because I could feel wonder slipping away from the world. I create experiences—not just to entertain, but to connect: people to their inner selves, to each other, and to causes that matter. I know how fast people forget their own sparkle, how quickly the grind dulls the soul. And so, I build spaces where they can remember themselves. I curate not just looks, but moments of return—to joy, to play, to hope, to each other.

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As a culture, we’re overwhelmed and undernourished. We’re taught to be efficient but not enchanted, productive but not present. We treat fantasy like a frivolous escape instead of what it truly is: a remembering. A remembering of joy, of sovereignty, of beauty not just admired—but inhabited.

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The Faery Court Ball began as a spark: What if there were a place for grownups to dress like the royalty and magical beings of myth? A place where we stepped out of the pages of our favorite books, walked through the movie screen, or out of our own imagination and dreams. What if there were space for velvet and candlelight, crowns and kindness, magical beings, mystery and meaning? What if the dreamworld wasn’t a place we visited once a year, but something we carried home with us?

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There was not a fantasy ball near me, so I built one right here on the Mississippi Gulf Coast. Year by year. Dress by dress. Guest by guest. I invite transformation. Through gowns and glitter, velvet and vision, I create thresholds—portals to selfhood, to celebration, to connection. I help people remember who they are beneath the roles, the routines, the rubble.

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The Faery Ball is now a living portal—an immersive celebration of fae court elegance, folklore, storytelling, and the transformative magic of costume. Attendees come in handmade wings and heirloom gowns, horned circlets and upcycled armor. They don’t just come to see the magic. They come to become it.

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But here’s what matters most: it’s not only for the outwardly bold or theatrically inclined. It’s for the shy soul who’s never worn something they truly loved. It’s for the woman rediscovering her beauty after decades of caretaking. It’s for the father dancing with his flower-crowned daughter. It’s for anyone who’s ever longed to be fully seen—and maybe, for the first time, celebrated.

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This is my kind of activism.
Joy is resistance.
Elegance is empowerment.
Fantasy is freedom.

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And the Faery Court Ball isn't just beautiful for beauty's sake—it’s rooted in responsibility. Our gowns are often upcycled or consigned. Our mission includes community causes, environmental awareness, and creating a culture of care—not just for one magical night, but for the everyday lives we return to.

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To those who think it’s “just a ball”—you’re not wrong. It’s also a sanctuary. A spell. A glimpse of what life could be if we dressed ourselves in purpose, surrounded ourselves with art, and allowed wonder back into our rituals.

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I created the Faery Court Ball so we wouldn’t forget who we really are beneath the errands and expectations. So we could remember how it feels to be luminous, worthy, connected, alive. Guests bring that spark of magic back into their everyday lives.

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And that—beneath every hemline and crown—is what I’m really stitching together.

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Will you join me to create the magic?