At the end of this month, Senor and I will be attending a Royal Ball. The event is called "Kingdom for a Cure", and it's a fundraiser for juvenile diabetes. My cousin's little girl was diagnosed with the disease at 18 months old and has been fighting it ever since. Being conscientious people and parents (and lovers of formal events in general), my cousin and her husband are throwing a Ball.
So I had to get a dress, right? I don't have mice and sparrows to make me one, so my mom and I did the next best thing. We went to the garment district in Downtown L.A. I present to you Princess Senora Fuerte:
Now all I need is a pair of glass slippers and a tiara. Yeah baby!
And then I'll have to be Belle for every Halloween from now on. Or maybe I'll audition for the Mrs. America pageant... I'd just have to get a big sunshine-shaped headdress (why do they do that to the married ones?).