That one time when my mom loaned me a vintage sea foam dress (that my Grandma had sewn for her in the 60s) and I signed my debut picture book for a whole mess of people I love, in the prettiest pet store in the midwest and we all ate grasshopper brownies and tried not to tap on tanks full of webby-toed creatures and I exploded into a cloud of glitter....
And, scene.
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