— Frances Hodgson Burnett, A Little Princess
I must admit I never wanted to be a princess. Never dreamed about it or even let it cross my mind. Other girls pranced around in their communion dresses, dreaming of castles and Prince Charming, but my first thought coming home from the church on the day i wore that puffy dress was getting it off and running around the garden with my cousins. My mother nearly had to force me into it in the morning and it took all her bargaining and persuasion skills to prevent me from taking it off before the pictures were taken.
But I can still remember the first item of clothing I fell in love with. A skirt, ironically. A white wraparound skirt, it was hardly practical but it was the first skirt I wore voluntarily and I think my mother decided she would take the extra washing if it meant getting me out of jeans.
That was the start and who knows where it'll end. If you were to look into my overflowing wardrobe now you'd probably laugh at the idea of me living in the same jeans, t-shirt and fleece (a blue one I got as a present on holidays) for days on end. I've certainly had people look at me in disbelief when I mention it.
Despite these changes I still wouldn't take up the offer of becoming a princess. Sure the clothes might be great and though Prince William wouldn't be my type who can deny Price Harry is hot? But would you really be able to give up the freedom, the ability to go anywhere, do anything you want? I couldn't. Plus there's still the sound of that child in me, "But you couldn't do anything wearing fancy clothes all day!" And I have to agree.
But while royalty wouldn't be for me (not that I'd ever be offered the chance!) no one can deny that Kate Middleton was the epitome of a princess at her wedding, especially in that dress. And I won't deny I enjoyed watching it!
