I don’t know if it’s stereotypical. I don’t care if it’s childish. It might very well be egotistical and attention-seeking. It certainly is a pain in the ass to everyone else who’s trying to share space with me, as I doom them to wear it when I do. It’s odd, it’s probably a little unconventional, and there’s a good chance I’m wearing it right now. It can be distracting, and is a total bitch to clean up or remove.
But I don’t give a feathered flying damn. I love it. In my lip gloss, in my eyeliner, on my nails, on my faery wings, in my hair, and on my cheeks just because. I fucking love glitter.
And those who love me just have to figure out a way to put up with it.
I think this goes without saying, but as we live in a world of rampant asshattery, please allow me to state for the record: this is my intellectual property. As such, please do not copy, circulate, edit, alter, take credit for, or otherwise appropriate this material without my express permission. Thank you.