11 December 2012
I admit it. I was out of my league. I had never ever even heard of a moth auction before. Never mind been to one. My date had her own magnifying glass. I’m not kidding. She knew what she was doing. I didn’t know anything, so I just watched the crowd mill around. Not true. After I touched one, I watched the crowd. Strike that. Once I got caught touching the big blue one, I started watching the crowd. Not sure if my date was more angry that I had far more exotic and expensive eye makeup on my finger- tips than she had on her eye- lids or that my fingers looked like those of a preschooler.