This past weekend my sister came down to help doll me up for my bridal pictures. We spent Thursday night and Friday morning doing my hair (overnight curlers) and then rushed to the studio in the morning.
I normally don't like getting my picture taken, but this was an exception. After the photographer took some studio shots we headed to an outdoor location, the Landa library. The Landa library is gorgeous. It looks like an old mansion, it may very well be an old mansion, with a marble porch and columns, a massive ornamental lawn, and dark wood doors and stained glass.
As we were taking pictures two little girls walked by with their mothers, and they got so excited when they saw me. Their conversation went something like this:
"Look, its a princess!"
"Do you think she's a real princess?"
"She has to be one, she's so pretty."
I wonder what the librarians would have thought if they told them there was a princess on their side porch?
