When I was a little girl I remember having an overwhelming feeling that I didn’t really belong in my family. Not that I didn’t love them, or them me but I always felt a bit different from my brother and cousins. Their games were foreign to me, I couldn’t understand their jokes and I was always kind of the ‘weird’ one.
Of course, I understand now that my brain is simply wired somewhat unusually – and I must say rather awesomely. For it is this deliciously demented brain of mine that allows me to not only think outside the box: for me there is no box! And it allows me to create, for which I will be forever grateful.
A Little Girl’s Imagination
However this didn’t help our little heroine. Nope, so convinced was she that she was living the ‘wrong’ life, her imagination led her to believe that she was really a princess. After her parents, the king and queen of a land named Shalagar, had been turned to stone by a very wicked witch, she was taken in by a loving family and raised as their own.
For years she dreamed of royal galas, pretty dresses and fancy ballrooms. When the weight of the real world became too much, she would simply close her eyes, climb onto the back of her faithful pet unicorn (as you do) and gallop off into the sunset to go adventuring.
As she soared above the clouds on her unicorn (her unicorn had wings ok, she was a little girl, give her a break), she would look down at the world below and dream of being swept away to a castle in the sky where she would weave the clouds into candy floss, paint the sky with rainbows and drink nectar from the clouds.
Told you she had one heck of an imagination!
Who would have thought that weird little girl would grow up and be lucky enough to attend some pretty nifty functions. Take this one for instance: the Worshipful Company of Pattenmakers annual charity banquet, which is held at Mansion House. It’s everything that little girl could have possible wanted, and I love attending. Because hey, sometimes I still want to be a princess!
I have been invited to this somewhat fancy do for quite a few years now, and it always manages to take my breath away. And I always, always, always feel like a princess.
Catch the vlog below to get an inside cheeky peek of the evening.
(Keep an eye out for the battling trumpeters, they do something different every year and this year was a blast!)
I do realise that I am incredibly lucky in as much as I do get to play ‘dress up’ from time-to-time. But fancy dresses, and fancy functions or not – we all deserve to feel like princesses occasionally.
And whether that’s dressing up in a beautiful dress, or having a day of ‘me’ time, I would encourage every woman to participate in activities that make her feel special.
And in this world of comfy clothes and easy dressing, it makes a change to throw on the old glad rags. Not that there’s anything wrong with comfy clothes I hasten to add.
In fact, I’m not sure I could cope with being an actual, real live princess – I love my comfort too much.
But I tell you what, that little girl inside me with the overactive imagination – she’s got one big, fat smile on her face!
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And just in case you believe for a nano second that I take all this pomp and ceremony too seriously, here’s what happened at the end of this shoot: