Glitterati.

The moon was out this morning. It was bright. I had a speck of glitter on my camera lens. Go figure.

Have you ever been to a glitter store? I am having lunch with a glitter lady soon. This is why I am in the French Quarter tonight. It is for business, not pleasure. We only know each other casually. She always wants to put glitter on me.

The glitter lady thinks I like pink, which is true, but I do not wear pink glitter. It gives us something to talk about, I love pink. I love to get this party started.