Let me give you some background.
Here’s a picture of Joe and I on our wedding day.
Yes, I’m wearing a crown. Not a tiara…a crown. It was hand made by my grandmother for my mom when she married my dad. When I was little the crown was off limits. I wore it one year when I was a princess for Halloween, and every so often my mom would pull it out for me to look at. My childhood dream was to wear it when I got married.
My dress was bought to match the crown. I knew what I wanted…something with no pearls or crystals and it definitely needed a puffy skirt. The puffier the better. In fact, when my mom and I found my dress it was almost perfect, it just needed more puff…so I added a petticoat…then I added another. Yes, I walked down the aisle with TWO petticoats under my dress. My dress was so “princess-like” that it even had a lace-up back. And yes, just because I know you’re dying to know, I wore glass slippers. Actually, they were clear plastic and covered in glitter, but that’s the closest thing to glass slippers I could get.
And yes, Joe and I left the church in a horse drawn carriage.
So you see, Ella’s love of princesses is deeper than Disney movies and fancy dresses. It’s a love she was born with, and a love that I hope stays with her until she gets married and walks down the aisle wearing the pearl crown.
Just keeping it real.