Every little girl is raised on fairy-tales. Lots of stories about princesses and princes on white horses coming to save the day, magic, castles, love, and always a happy ending. Everyone's probably seen Sleeping Beauty or Cinderella a dozen times. I started to think today about what happens when you stop believing in fairy-tales? Such a huge part of a little girls childhood...gone. To this day I still believe in chivalry, knights in shining armor and love that has no boundaries. Although in these times I can provide everything I need for myself given that my prince doesn't show up... but there's something really magical about holding out hope for your own prince charming.
