A little sparkle never goes amiss.
And my piece de resistance: my guest book. When I told the cashier that's what I was buying it for, I got a brief, but clearly incredulous stare. I don't really care (she did recover well) though, I think it'll be really cool. It's a kids book all about New York from 1960. It just tied into my gently New York themed wedding, and it has lots of empty space on the pages for signing. Here's hoping it'll be a hit!