I probably wear it more than I should.

As you will remember, my mom didn't know I was going to be at home for Easter, so she oh-so-thoughtfully sent me a little package that I received upon my return. Inside was a Cinderella tiara with a note that said, "To be worn in airports and other places deemed appropriate." (This is in reference to the experience in the airport I had a few months ago.)

Well, I didn't put it on when I first got it. I just thought, "That's cute," and put it to to the side. When I showed Josh, however, he insisted I wear it.* And I wore it the rest of the evening.

The next day I saw it on my desk and I decided to put it on. In grubby basketball shorts, a t-shirt, no makeup, no shower, no bra (you know you do it too) I packed all day on Saturday (because I'm moving!), but that tiara graced my nappy head the entire time.

I've decided that it's almost always appropriate, and surely helps to bolster chipperness (not a word) out of the mundane.

I've worn it every day since.

Let's pretend that I haven't been hauling boxes up and down 3 flights of stairs in the heat and packing for a few hours, and that I look awesome here. I like when we pretend.

Sure, it's slightly embarrassing, but I don't care what you think because I'm a loser princess.


*Reason #46 why Josh is good for me.
And sometimes when he comes over now and I'm not wearing it, he is a little disappointed and asks me to put it on. Yessssss.