Diamantes Are A Zoo's Best Friend

I lost my favourite diamante necklace at Phoenix on Saturday night. Something made me look down and I could no longer see it glittering at me, I searched the floor, asked the staff, informed my friends so they could keep an eye out for it. But still it is gone from me. In shock- I had that piece for at least 15 years or so! It has been with me through many parties, many adventures (and as a friend reminded me, at least one fumbling 'coming out'-type girlytogirly experience). Still... maybe I needed to let it go? Maybe some budding drag queen out there needed the extra sparkle, maybe it has just gone for a wander and will return when I least expect it (La Infanta Galaxina- my kewpie doll pendant- did that once and gave me quite a scare), maybe it fell off when I was outside having a ciggie and got swept into a drain by the torrential rain and will next be seen by human eyes when it washes up at Bondi and some old geezer searching for coins with a metal detector finds it... So, happy trails dear diamantes, may your journey be joyous!