Emily! To be clear, the exceedingly exotic British lass who said:
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Emily! To be clear, the exceedingly exotic British lass who said:
I'm English, from the north west, where it does nothing but rain and even the hamsters have to wear socks and bobble hats. The skies are always grey and dull. Glitter would really brighten things up around here x
Oh, dear Emily! You are not going to believe how pretty and shiny and new everything will seem when this package arrives. I'm sure your grey skies will turn bright green with envy.
Do let's get in touch to exchange addresses, a spot of tea, and the latest news on HRH. I come from the most British of Canadian provinces myself, so I'm quite certain we will have metric tonnes in common!
And to everyone else, thank you for playing along! I must say it was very sobering to consider the injustice of a world that stockpiles Martha Stewart glitter in certain countries, yet practically sends out inspection committees to ensure no one else is having any fun. I can just picture them now: a contingency of dour ladies with clipboards and sensible shoes, strangers to a palette of eyeshadow, a bowl of Skittles, a cocktail ring, drawing a collective breath of horror at the slightest hint of sparkle.
Dear me, who are the world powers that signed such a treaty into effect? The White Witch of Narnia? Hades? Did He Who Must Not Be Named have a hand in this?
Furthermore, has anyone brought the dilemma to Martha's attention? I mean, how does she rest at night knowing she alone is positioned to alleviate drabness throughout the world?
At any rate. I do hope for lovely things to come your way in consolation. Such as an amazing chance encounter with Mr. Darcy wherein he gazes so deeply into your eyes that you will swoon, see stars, and quite forget about MS glitter for one endless moment in time.
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p.s. My sincere apologies for renaming our winner Emily, when in fact she goes by the perfectly lovely Emma. Things got very busy yesterday afternoon, and I think my mind was the first casualty of the rush...