Whiskey, really. Usually just Glenfiddich. And my grampa kind of taught me to appreciate the classic stuff. Cigar on my birthday, and all that.
Well, the glitter's more fine like butterfly or moth's wings dust. Not goopy like the stuff that sticks to you after you go to a strip club. And I usually just fly a lot to keep the wings stretched. Really, the worst part is the metabolism. I'm always eating now, even at work.