Today I am unintentionally fancy. I have glitter all over my neck, chest and (gasp!) my cleavage. See lately I have taken to wearing lots of v-necks and yesterday I was very Martha and homemade many of my Halloween decorations. With glitter. Now the entire kitchen floor is just a bit sparkly and will remain so until I have mopped it a few times. Plus, it turns out that one shower is not enough to remove said sparkles from my person. I imagine the people at Wal-Mart this morning felt blessed indeed to have spent time with my thus bedecked self. Tymon is concerned that we will forever have glitter in the cracks and crevices of our home (I don't think it bothers him so much on my body, wink, wink). I fail to see how this is a problem. One, I am a pretty good little housekeeper and will eventually rid our domain of the substance completely. Two, really, would it be so bad if ,every once in a while we caught a glimpse of a little extra sparkle as we go about our daily lives? I think not. Love live glitter. And Martha.
3 years ago