Al parco, le signorine per bene

The young ladies spend the autumn afternoons at the park. They hear the leaves fall from the trees breathing in the scent of that nature that is changing, read Jane Austine, pretend and dream. To dream.. this is just their favorite pastime.
What do they dream about? Gulliver's Travels. Not just his, but dream of distant travels.
They dream of taking a half-empty suitcase to fill it with emotions and smiles, emotions and happiness that only travel can give.
It 's always so whenever I feel like a caged lion, I would just go to the airport and go. So, without a precise destination.
It's not running away, I'm not one of those people who runs away when faced with problems or insecurities, it's not part of my character. More than anything it is a meet, with yourself.
And at this time I would leave with one of those open tickets.
I need freedom.
I need to wonder and enchantment.
But above all, I need to pause for a moment, look for me in the crowd of thoughts and finding myself.

Princess D.

Magic Mirror on the wall, who is the fairest one of all?
Magic mirrors, wreaths of bright, royal garments, glass slippers ..What little girl/young woman did not grow up dreaming of being/becoming a princess? I think no, indeed, I am almost certain.
Sometimes fairy tales do come true, not for all those little girls dreaming obvious, but the most fortunate realize their dream.
  If I tell you, Kate? Just to name one ;) Yeah, Middleton has done it!
Then you see that this is not so hard or maybe.
Alle we know the truth, needless to preach to you or be moralist..this morning I want to make you dream.
So even if in the veins not flow the notorious blue-blooded and we are not that great ass of Cinderella, least of Kate, just rummage in the old trunk of our mother (or grandmother) and find the vintage dress of "her big day". Wear it. Close the eyes and start dreaming, circling in an impromptu waltz.
As I always say:
To be a princess is not needed neither a prince nor a crown!

INSTA-PRINCESS #62