I just read a fabulous feature on the Confetti System in the September issue of Martha Stewart. I am completely fascinated that these two go to work every day, only to make beautiful things that other people destroy.

I spent a few years in Brazil as a kid and so my love for glittering parties filled with smoky firecrackers and half-torn donkey pinatas comes by me honestly. Thinking back, I now wonder if the whole point behind all the many carnivals and festivals was getting into the habit of living with a kind of reckless abandon.

While I would love to have one of these, I don't know if I'd ever have the guts to wreck it.