Once upon a time I imagined that I would become a "Fancy Lady" like in the movies. I'd wear ballgowns with quite a bit of regularity and drink champagne with breakfast and stroll around the grounds of my Fancy Castle. Very much the product of a Disney upbringing, this was further compounded during my university… Continue reading Forced to be Fancy
Learning to be a "Responsible Adult"
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