I was stuck in gridlock the other day and started thinking about princesses. My older sister had wanted to be one back in 1972, flitting around the house in pink and purple veils and satin pants, but I think she was the only girl I'd ever seen do that. Most of us were just regular prissy girls or tomboys (that would be me), and we all wore green and yellow and orange and brown, not pink or purple unless a mother forced it on us. Princesses weren't real, and they certainly... More >>>