After school the oldest princess was taken to purchase clothing for the dance. Dr. King invited his mother to go along. Salt into the queen's wounds...
When they returned late that night the princess brought her finds into the queen's royal chamber. The queen was shocked to see a plain v-neck tshirt with a tube top of a thing to go under it. The jewelry and shoes did nothing to compliment the ensemble. The princess's main complaint had been she needed something with SPARKLE for the dance...there was no sparkle.
The queen half expected Sir Ashton Kutcher, the castle's jester, to jump out!
So the queen spoke her mind and the princess put on her best pouty teen face and marched out of the room.
"What are we going to do?" the queen thought. She wanted to enlighten the princess.
The queen sat straight up in her bed. "I know! We'll ask the royal court which outfit would be best for the princess to wear to the dance!"
Hear ye Hear ye
To all my royal bloggy court
You are hereby invited to make
your opinion heard.
Friday April 9th in the year
Come vote for the outfit
to be worn by the princess.