Nothing is more annoying than getting shoved around a club because it's so effing crowded. To make matters worse, you're surrounded by alcohol and most likely pretty drunk. So after a drink or seven, I get pretty feisty with the people trying to push me out of the way to get through the crowd except, of course, when it's a Sparkle Train.
A sparkle train, you ask? Yes, a sparkle train. You know what I'm talking about. That line of chicks holding up a sparking bottle of champagne or vodka or whatever high above your head towards some table full of big shots. A Sparkle Train. Here are some photographic examples:
It all starts with a single spark...
Let us also note that Sparkle Train experts over at Georgica also wear sparkly dresses...Coincidence? I think not!
They even made a cake version of the Sparkle Train!
AXE Lounge is another stop on the Sparkle Train line...
Now go forth my party animals and move out of the way for those kind Sparkle Train conductors!