The Sequin Smile

I scrambled onto a plush velvet display armchair in the home department and found a giant square throw pillow covered in shiny flip-sequins. I ran my flat palm straight up the front—shhh-zzzt! Every tiny silver scale flipped backward, leaving a gleaming trail of bright purple in its wake! I giggled and dragged my finger across the top to carve two round eyeholes, then swept my whole hand in a wide, sweeping curve underneath. Stepping back onto the armrest, I tilted my head and admired my work. A sparkling purple smirk was grinning right back at me across the silvery cushion!