This was troubling on many levels, so the only obvious solution was to crack open the white labeled problem fixer and stand back to assess.
After assessing for a good half bottle or so, the place actually started to make sense. The pink was speaking to me in a way that it hadn't before. The Disney pop music sing along karaoke and manicure/pedicure chairs were working. The brightly coloured orbs hanging from the ceiling, the fluffy ball things in the vase. Maybe I was a girly girl at heart too!
I started to get into the swing of things; a sip for me, a swirl here, a swig for me and a heart shape there.
By the time that bottle was down to droplets I was sparkling it up with the best of them.
Didn't feel quite as sparkly this morning but the kid is happy with the decorations.