Yesterday’s glitter-storm of valentine making proved mighty exciting. Almost as exciting as seeing Soundgarden tonight. As I carry around the leftover teal and lavender glitters from head to toe, I am optimistic that it will make me blindingly sparkly for Mr. Chris Cornell. I’m sure he will deliver me a backstage pass and inquire about my sparkly style.
I mean, how do you get it to whoosh around behind you when you walk?
Well, Chris…can I call you Chris? You have to make valentines with me to find out.
And that’s how Chris Cornell and I became best friends and how I met my second husband, Eddie Vedder. How did you think all that happened?