A young mother and her toddler son get on the bus and sit next to me, with one seat between us. The kid is pointing at me. I smile and wave at him, like you do. He waves back and points again, this time clearly at the fake flower in my hair - green and purple fabric leaves, with purple and black tulle, two sprightly striped feathers, and a big sparkly jewelry finding in the center. His mother says something to me.
I tug my earbuds out - "I'm sorry, I didn't hear?"
She smiles. "He says 'Beautiful!' in Chinese."
"Oh!" I grin again and address him. "Xie xie!"
He laughs and claps, and things are shinier.
This is half of why I wear this stuff. It cheers me. But also it can delight kids to see sparkly feathery things in a sea of plain black raincoats and umbrellas. And that can make things a bit shinier for everyone.