All That Glitters
- jdettmann
- Nov 25, 2012
- 1 min read
It turned out that the sparkly dress I bought online and wore to the wedding yesterday was just a dress with glitter glued to it. Not glued to it very well, either.
My entire world is now very sparkly: there is glitter on the seats of our car, in my scalp, on the soles of my feet, H’s feet and May Blossom’s feet. There was glitter on the bride and groom, glitter in my drink and in my dinner.
The offending dress is now in a plastic bag, awaiting its fate.
It was a seriously excellent wedding though, and as long as no footage of me on the dancefloor exists, it will remain that way in my memory forever.
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