You'll probably think I'm 100 years old by how faded the top picture is. It's a mini me. I think I was given my first crown in a very, very offical ceremony. And I got so many roses I could barely hold them all. Then at a later ceremony I'm shown with my future husband. You can't imagine what I had to do to get out of my arranged marriage with him! We're carrying our crowns and it's all very serious. Of course I'm not being serious at all. As you may have guessed it looks suspiciously like prom. No wonder I'm painting myself as a princess. I never went on to become prom queen!