The Gift of Women...Part Three.

Ok, last post on this topic this week.  It is kinda cool timing of all my events that have happened with women this past few days.  I certainly didn’t plan it, but I have enjoyed it all immensely!

A friend of mine turned 55 on the 5th of May.  Cinco de Mayo!  And she being a very sparkly personality threw herself a glitter themed party at Soho in Santa Barbara.  My ride or die Stacy and I took up the mantle to do our very best to embrace the theme!  So we arrived Tuesday night doing our very best impersonation of a disco ball...

It was a fun filled night, lots of people decked out to the glitter and glamor of the theme.  So fun to see so many older people come wearing clothing more befitting someone 50 years younger.  I love that life provides us a reason and need for glitter that does not discriminate.  Glitter is not just for 5 year olds...no, it is for whomever is willing to let sparkle rain down on their lives, forever, because everyone knows that once you embrace glitter, it stays with you F O R E V E R !

What was most heart warming was the diverse crowd...the very young to the very old.  So many people showing up to celebrate this wonderful woman.  The love was palpable.  You could feel the joy, happiness and love everywhere.  In today’s world, there are not many people who can bring that kind of unity to a room.  To bring all these different ages, groups, socioeconomic circles and the like together under on roof and pull it off.

We danced to an ABBA cover band led by two women I know and love!  When I was looking at the stage I was like, WAIT  A MINUTE!  I KNOW THEM!  Three Ojai people I have known for years up there belting out ABBA and watching all the Dancing Queens dominate the dance floor...

Our birthday girl did at least 4 outfits changes and I loved that!  I mean why not throw your own party and then wear as many glitter filled outfits as you possibly can???  One guest actually came dressed as a disco ball!  She looked amazing and every time she made the rounds, she somehow had more things that lit up and sparkled as the evening wore on!  CRAZY!  Have no idea where she was getting them from but she left that party way more sparkly than she arrived.

What a night!  I love an excuse to dress up and I am not afraid of glitter. When my daughter and I went to see Taylor Swift you could see the trail of glitter from the elevator to our hotel room.  It was thick and messy and I am quite sure that carpet still sparkles with our glittered remains.

And while all the glitz and glam was fun, what was the best was to see this woman celebrating her life and all the people who showed up to help her. It is amazing to see someone embrace her life, to really be present for it and to live it.  She was there with long standing friends.  I met her BFF from PRESCHOOL for fuck’s sake.  Who has a BFF from preschool? Not me.  But she did.  She had friends there from high school too.  Long, long time friends that still love and adore this bubbly, engaging and fun woman.  I admire her journey and her gift of bringing people together adorn with all the glitter one room could stand.

One woman, a shit ton of glitter and one celebration brought together so many for the occasion of joy, happiness and celebration.  One woman did this.  She such a gift in and of herself, she a cause for celebration, she someone who takes diversity, gathers it up and then sprinkles glitter all over the entire endeavor.  That is pretty amazing in our world today.  So much disconnection and dissension.  Perhaps maybe she knows that for those willing to embrace the longevity of glitter, there is so much love and fun to be had.  And now, we all know that too.

I know I do.  I know that with glitter comes fun, excitement, dancing and friendship. I know on Tuesday night we were all captivated under her spell, that I am sure was cast with glitter being the magical fairy dust that held us in good stead and happiness for the evening.  I mean who cannot have fun when everything around you captures and gathers the light and then, doesn’t keep it for itself, but reflects it back and onto indiscriminate others?  My friend did and does.  She is the catalyst for good and glitter and fun. She the one that captures the light and then reflects it back to all of us...

Again, still...