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Speaking of glittery things...

In Melbourne, Florida one of the radio stations paid money (-100--500) for people to tell their most embarrassing stories. This one netted the winner $300!
She said:
I was due later that week for an appointment with the gynecologist when early one morning I received a call from his office. I had been rescheduled for early that morning at 9:30 a.m. I had just packed everyone off to work and school and it was around 8:45 already. The trip to his office usually took about 35 minutes so I didn’t have any time to spare.
As most women do, I’m sure, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn’t going to be able to make the full effort. So I rushed upstairs, threw off my dressing gown, wet the washcloth and gave myself a wash in “that area,” in front of the sink, taking extra care to make sure that I was presentable.
I threw the washcloth in the clothesbasket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.
I was in the waiting room only a few minutes when he called me in.
Knowing the procedure, as I am sure you all do, I scooted up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended I was in Hawaii or some other place a million miles away from here.
I was a little surprised when he said, “My ...we have taken a little extra effort this morning, haven’t we?”
I didn’t respond... The appointment over, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home.
The rest of the day went normally---some shopping, cleaning, and the evening meal, etc.
At 8:30 that evening my 14 year old daughter was fixing to go to a school dance, when she called down from the bathroom, “Mom, where’s my washcloth?”
I called back for her to get another from the cabinet.
She called back, “No, I need the one that was here by the sink.
It had all my glitter and sparkles in it.”