having a {royal} ball

See that school portrait I’m holding there? The one with the little boy wearing the excessively ruffled dress?

Yea. That would be me.

Mom was fed up with me not brushing my hair. So she cut it all off. She thought I looked darling.

The plaid dress, believe it or not, was my idea. I was sure I looked just like Cinderella in it. As a kid, all of my dresses had to have big pouffy sleeves and full skirts so that when I twirled in them, they’d spin out just like Cinderella’s did in the Disney movie.

Anyway, that’s me then. Peeking out behind the photos is me now. I don’t wear the pouffy sleeved dresses anymore. But I still pretend I’m Cinderella.

If you’d like to write to Her Highness, here is our royal contact information*

Julie{at}royalball{dot}com

*not sure why we’re speaking in the third person about ourselves. Just seemed like something that a royal type chick should do.