It started with glitter.
No, really. I'm not just saying that. It really did.
Okay, maybe I am just saying that, but glitter is totally involved.
If you follow me on Instagram and Twitter, you might recall the grand adventure I took in February, meeting up with five of my darling writer friends in the rolling hills of Virginia. (It was glorious.) It basically started there. Or, rather, with the planning of the retreat.
You see, I was never an athlete--except for that long, long ago season my sorority was Flag Football Champion--but I love jerseys. They're just so darn cool. They say, without any words necessary, "hey, these people are together."
And the six of us? Oh, we were SO TOGETHER. We'd taken to calling ourselves HBIC on our slack channel, so that was an obvious choice for our retreat swag. (PS: HBIC = Head Bitch in Charge)
But you can't just design a jersey, no, you need a logo, and, if you're me, you also need a printer that will screen print your jerseys in GLITTER INK. (Thank you, CustomInk. I love you.)
But you can't just have a jersey. You need coffee mugs. And stickers. AND A MOTTO!
Check and quadruple check. Oh, it was SO HARD TO KEEP THEM SECRET. The grand unveiling around our farmhouse table was kind of like the opening ceremonies of the Olympics, I'm not gonna lie. (Except with booze. And candles.)