princesses
first of all, I should remind you that I recently appreciated my shallowness. secondly, I'm a story-maker. now you have the context. yes, I love to see a little girl dressing up as a princess. For one thing, it gives me confidence that my imaginativeness hasn't gone out of style. I also love seeing a girl-youngwoman being a princess. I claim it means she knows she is in her parents' eyes, and she expects it in the eyes of a would be suitor. I love to see it in the style and demeanor of a young woman newly entering her work life. may it protect her! we provide so many jerks in the jungle around her. a special friend of mine has carried it into her fifties, and she is a joy to watch, no matter what she does. and you can count on it: princesses show up in my stories. royal princesses, aristocratic princesses, princesses-because-they-say-so, princesses-because-they-haven't-learned-better yet. when a real princess steps into one of my narrator's life, into one of my protagonist's life, you can almost count on heartbreak. it is part of a princess' job to enchant us, to charm us, to make us fall in love with her, but it is no part of a princess' job to satisfy the wants and whims of a commoner. it is part of a princess' job to enroll whatever hero she can find into taking on her battle, but it is no part of a princess' job to reward him unless maybe with battle's spoils or a royal thank you. it is part of a princess' job to bring adventure into lives around her, but it is also part of a princess' job to stay untouchable. it's a helluva job, but aren't you glad some young women take it on for us? I am.
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