I like shiny things.

At the Studio they call me the Glitter Queen.  My friend Doug teases me about having a Glitter Wheel (a device much like a lazy susan, where I place an item to be glittered, slather said item with glue and give it a spin.  While spinning I would sprinkle glitter from above and trust that it lands in all the right places.)  I admire his ingenuity, but for me, the best part of his GW ribbings is seeing him pantomime the act of sprinkling glitter.  It's always on my hair or face.  My dog, Elliott Beaglesworth, proudly sports glitter on his nose/face/back/paws.  I love it and happily live in a cloud of it (think Pigpen from the Peanuts only sparkly).

I have become the guru of all that is glitter to those around me.  I love that.  It could be a lot worse.  I could be the person they ask to examine a scab or a weird hair that wasn't there before.  Instead, they ask what glue is the best, how I get the detailing just right (a paintbrush with literally 1 hair), what brand I prefer, what grade, etc...  I read about it, study it.  I use it and learn what type to use for what project.  Flaked, fine, super-fine, ultra-fine, glass, dust.  It's pretty ridic what I know about it.  But, for me, it makes everything just a little better.  It's the secret ingredient...the nutmeg, if you will, to all of my projects. 

I fantasize about having tons of huge apothecary jars full of it.  In every color.  I even know what kind of scoops I want to ladle it out with.  Would I sometimes just plunge my hand in & wiggle it around?....maybe.