so I guess this is a day to be a princess - not the locked-in-a-tower-pining kind, the out-in-the-mysterious-woods-adventuring kind. the kind with wild curls and fierce eyes and the speediest of horses for her constant companion. the kind who can handle a bow and arrow, and rescue distressed dandies in one fell afternoon adventure. and then perhaps go home to curl up with her cat and a good book and a great cup of tea. that kind of princess.
credits: coral and tusk, for ms living, by jennifer causey; alice by arthur rackham; cardboard princess, by unknown.