Pretty crazy actually because as this is my second post (yes I am counting that first one as a post. It says it is. Therefore it is. It's all there in black and white. Actually blue and yellow because currently my background is a pretty one created by Lena who is a Creative Goddess) and I only have one follower. Come to think of it. I really don't know how I even got her to follow me. I made this blog last week but this is the first time I have had a chance to really start blogging on it. But it is what it is...Shout out to ya Suko!
You might wonder why I am the Pretty Pretty Princess. Or not. Bet I'll tell you anyway. Try to stop me.
First off, am I attractive enough to garner Pretty times 2? Nope, not really.
How about just one Pretty? Sure. In some relatively small isolated country I could probably be a Queen. A possession, like a highly coveted cow to a tiny village located somewhere in the South Pacific where you have to wear super strong reading glasses to see it on a world map.
Which leads me to Princess. I was the Princess at work for quite a while. Mostly in my head but occasionally out in the open. I was happy and content. Then my friend (who wasn't my friend when we first met...I mean really, can you call a perfect stranger a friend right away?? But now I think of him as a friend) Tim, started and all of a sudden people started calling him Princess. I mean really? He could have been a Queen. I wouldn't have objected. But he says that in his social circles being a Queen isn't always a good thing. So, he was now The Princess.
I ended up letting him be Princess because his sad panda face is better then mine and I didn't want to have to Bitch-Slap him at work where there are surveillance cameras on us at all times. And there began my stint as The Pretty Pretty Princess but you can just call me Christina. It's all good.
