Well, this is kind of an interesting story because I am far from the princess stereotype…but it all started back in December, when I went to Disney World with the marching band. I saw all of the princesses all dressed up and beautiful, and all of the little girls shyly walking up with the biggest grin on their face. It seemed like it would be a fun summer job, meeting all of the other people who worked there, performing in the parades, and having all of the little kids falling at your feet. I’m a very ambitious person who likes to say I am going to do all of this stuff, and usually when the thought of some new goal pops into my head, I tell my boyfriend. At one point in Disney World, I leaned over to my boyfriend and said “I want to be a princess.”

The other day we went to prom, and apparently my dress made me look like a princess. My mom said it in the dressing room, my friends mom said it, and my boyfriend said it. He then asked if I remembered when I told him I wanted to be a princess at Disney World. I thought about it, and replied “yes.” He then said “Well, I think you have that goal accomplished.” While my original goal was to be a Disney Princess, feeling like one for a night is just as rewarding, and much more practical too.