full moons and dance floors

I have forever been fascinated with the moon, the man in the moon and the magic that surrounds full moons.  In fact, during a full moon I can often be found laying on the ground staring at the moon - and if someone joins me, giggling about what our future holds.

 

It would be no wonder that when there is a full moon I often have the desire to dance, shake my groove thing.  And this is where "Trixie" comes into play...

 

When the moon is right, the DJ listens to my bossy requests and my buddy vodka joins the party, one might be lucky enough to meet my overly-confident alter-ego: Trixie.  She likes to dance to no beat in her own space - smack in the middle of the dance floor - flirt shamelessly with any male around, request songs the DJ begrudgingly plays (that bring everyone to the dance floor) and often leaves the overjoyed and kissing everyone on the lips a flirty goodbye.

 

This sparkly, fun girl that is full of life is why dear friends, we blame it on the sequins.

 

No one ever knows when Trixie is going to show up, but her giggle is infectious, her dance moves contagious and when planning any holiday party I would suggest checking if it is a full moon!

festival season

It is my favorite time of year - festival season!  This time of year is perfect for the single ladies as the men walk around in the latest GQ style, the booze is flowing and evening porch sitting is almost expected.

It is also a time for budding romances and bad decisions...

The season kicked off last weekend and looks like it will be going strong for a while.  This year started with a bang as we scored VIP tickets - meaning cheap beer, sort skirts, sunshine and late night pizza. 

As with every spring love is in the air.  Everywhere you look everyone is in love to the point where it is almost gross - people walking around holding hands, kissing mid-conversation, giggling, and Barry White all play a big part of spring.  As the weather warms up this love either grows into something or people realize they made some bad porch-drinking decisions.

The truth is - I am in love with love.  I can't get enough of it...

I love the butterflies and hand-holding and over-the-top mush found in the movies.  I love the giddiness that comes with those first few weeks of dating (and I miss the note passing "Do you like me? Check YES or NO" of loves from long ago.

That is why festival season is so great - you get to venture out and enjoy being in love with everything, every weekend for weeks on end!  You get to fall in love with your city, watch new love budding in the air, eat corn dogs (who doesn't love that?!) and fall in love with love, over and over! 

So, here's to festival season.  May it be filled with endless laughter, hand-holding, flowing dresses, first kisses, and bad decisions that we don't regret the next day.  Here's to being in love with spring. 

"irrepressibly sunny"

Last week I was referred to as "irrepressibly sunny."  I promptly added it to my resume. 

I then decided to take my friends' advice and start a blog about my crazy, silly life - a place where red wine, twirling and giggles all serve as a solution to all problems in the world.  Here you will find stories of past, present and future as I tackle life, find love (whatever that is) and laugh.  It is free game and I hope you enjoy the ride!!!

Who is this Sparkle Girl?

• I believe that most of life can be solved by laughing.
• I believe that Barry White taught me what love is, but my dog has taught me unconditional love.
• I enjoy a great glass of red wine when paired with a great friend (even though I am allergic to the red wine).
• I ask too many questions, which often gets me in trouble.
• I know, for a fact, that a good sparkle on an outfit can make all troubles melt away.
• I love to twirl.  I also love to lay in the street and stare at the full moon.
• I believe in love and love being in love.
• I use my right brain more than I should.
• I firmly believe that there is nothing a Beach Boys song can't make better.
• I believe the only way to get through life is to hit the bumps hard and get up laughing.

So, come join me for some wild fun, filled with laughing (mostly at myself).  Make sure you pack your sequins and sense of humor!