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ONE LAst thING
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wrIttEN by LAurA wArNEr
phOtOGrAphy by AMELIA LyON
so much for shINING ArMOr
here’s how I thought it would go down: Prince sees princess. Prince bought into all the rules, the games, and the romantic notions. I thought
falls madly in love. Prince pleads for princess’s hand in marriage. Princess that my prince had to gallop into my life on a white horse. Instead, he
obliges. Undeserving prince pampers princess for the rest of her life. meandered in behind the wheel of a Ford Taurus. (A magenta Ford
Here’s how it actually went down: Prince sees princess. Prince sorta Taurus!) It wasn’t his looks but his keen wit and kind nature that caught
likes princess. Princess falls head over heels for prince. Prince starts to my attention first. I liked his style; he liked my spunk. We were best
fall in love with princess. Marriage is discussed. Marriage is arranged. friends first. Hardly a Cinderella story.
Prince and princess mutually pamper each other for the rest of their lives Then again, I’m no Cinderella. A glass slipper is far too delicate for
. . . most days. my modern flats sensibility. I’m not into fancy carriages, but a pumpkin
At least I found my prince, right? sounds fresh and organic.
Lest you feel I settled, let me assure you he was worth the abandonment You see, the problem with fairy tales is that they all sound the same.
of a childhood romantic fantasy. Did I want to be swept off my feet by a They never mention whether Prince and Princess like the same kind of
passion tsunami? Yes. Am I happier to have ridden a slow-moving wave music. There’s never a discussion of how many children each wants and
of love? For sure. their respective parenting philosophies. Does he want to paint their home
Our firm foundation comes in handy on nights when there’s nothing to in vibrant colors, or is he a taupe guy? It’s all about breaking a curse,
do. We can still talk for hours about anything. We can still philosophize when it should be about forming a partnership.
about the world without getting frustrated with the other’s point of view. I don’t begrudge the girls who did have a fairy-tale romance. It works
(Except when we do.) We both love Hot Rod. for them, but the idea that it’s a universal experience is merely a myth.
And memories of lying awake and pining for my prince can rekindle True romance comes in all shapes, sizes, timelines, and footwear. What’s
my intense love for him. I wanted this so badly. I daydreamed about it for important is that you are always treated like a princess—and that you stay
so long that even the mundane seems like a dream come true. I knew he true to your story.
was Mr. Right before I knew he was Mr. Right-for-Me. I loved him for being Here’s to my very own happily ever after. Best of luck with yours.
Dave before he was my prince.
Yet I was disappointed initially, because somewhere along the line I
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