Happy Friday Friends! There’s this super cool blog called The Gaggle that I’ve been writing for on occasion. This week, I wrote about being a princess: what it means, some of my fave princesses, the pros and cons of being a princess, and my dad’s wisdom regarding the word “princess.”
Here’s an excerpt:
I don’t know about you guys, but I’m totally a Megara. I have swishy hip movements and at least one ex-boyfriend who ran off with someone else (she was an elfish pot dealer who was running an “escort service” out of her one bedroom apartment in Studio City, just saying). And there’s still a small part of me that believes my zero to hero is out there somewhere, and that when that day comes I’ll be like “This is me, shouting it from the mountaintops! A star is born!” Then we’ll go the distance and live happily ever after.
This small part of me blossomed when I was just a young, pre-menstrual romantic, mostly concerned with calling the Cinderella costume every time I played dress up with friends. I probably even thought glass slippers would be comfortable…
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