It's not easy to sparkle, especially in Seattle... in the fall. Everything here is brown and mucky already -- even after just two days of rain.
Which is why I broke out my sparkle-enhanced tennis shoes (otherwise known as sneakers to you East Coast folks.) They are black Steve Maddens with these fab sparkle stripes running up the sides and are looking fabulous with a pair of Levi's as I walk the streets of the Emerald Ctiy.
They didn't make shoes like this when I was in high school. No, back then, I don't think I'd have even been caught dead in a pair of athletic shoes. I wasn't exactly a jockette. Think Winona Ryder in Beetlejuice and you can pretty much imagine me and my friends. Except that I was one person who didn't wear just all black.
In fact, one lovely person on the fringes of my group used to call me Rainbow Brite. Yeah, before R.B. was all retro and cool and stuff! But I didn't care. I kept wearing what I wanted to wear because I was born to sparkle. In fact, I'm wearing sparkle eye shadow as I type this blog post. Take that non-sparkleys!
So, what do you wear that sets you apart? Do you dare sparkle on the autumn streets of your town?
Never Cry Werewolf HarperCollins 2008