So last week, I a Brat from the UK sent my amazing Daddy from the US a 'care package' of sorts. It had tubs of handpicked sweets, some "I love you and you deserve the best" presents. I included packing peanuts and lots of perfumed tissue paper that I painstakingly ripped into strips personally.

To go with my incredible box of amazingness, obviously I had to sprinkle (more like pour) almost an entire packet of fine holographic glitter (biodegradable, body and pet safe btw) into some of the gifts.

She got a handwritten card with some glitter, she managed to keep herself safe with that one.

In one of the tubs of sweets, I taped a piece of paper to the lid that said, and I quote "super sexy note inside. So sexy. The sexiest." Twas not a note. Twas...A TRAP! Unfortunately for daddy, she fell for that one, glitter everywhere.

She tidied that up, loved everything and thanked me for the glitter. However, unbeknownst to her, it wasn't the end.

The next day, she got the second part of her gifts, a poster. The poster was wrapped and came inside its own tube. I had poured pretty much half the pack inside that, wrapped it in wrapping paper and put it in a box.

She came home from work and whilst still in uniform, opened the box and then used a box cutter to get through the wrapping paper. She then twisted and ripped the paper off and alllllll the beautiful glitter flew free in a bright shimmery glimmer. It was lovely.

She has informed me that the glitter has now reached every corner of her home, her vacuum cleaner has truly been bedazzled and she has already set up my own glitterfied punishment that I am due to complete when the unknown amount of glitter arrives...to glitterise myself every day until the new year.

Still so totally worth it 😌

The poster and the glitter She had already cleared up most of the glitter by the time she took that picture too, the others she took didn't save unfortunately.