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Yes — You Definitely Want to Date a Princess
Or become one if you aren’t already.
The title stuck
Every boyfriend I’ve had has called me Princess. Most did so in an adoring way; only one did so in a rather factual manner as if I had a rare condition he had to work with but was secretly in awe of.
I never asked to be called Princess. It always just happened.
I was quickly tagged as “Princess No Socks” due to an abject failure to keep my socks on as a baby.
Perhaps the title stuck.
When my first boyfriend lovingly called me Princess, I assumed that was what all girls were called by their adoring boyfriends.
Apparently not.
I admit my boyfriends have always treated me like a Princess and I have been well fed and provided for over the years. I was always grateful and gracious for their generosity and thoughtfulness in caring for me.
I prided myself as being the good kind of a Princess.
I didn’t understand why people had a dour view of girls who were Princesses. I was kind-hearted, gracious and generous. How was that bad?
It took me many years to understood what it meant when people referred to me as a Princess — and why that…
