"My crown is in my heart, not in my head, Nor decked with diamonds and Indian stones, Nor to be seen; my crown is called contentment; A crown it is, that seldom kings enjoy" -William Shakespeare.
I care for Mr. S dearly, yet why can I not be happy with a contented heart AND diamonds on my brow? I'm sure I could manage. This quote for some reason brought me to think about The Little Mermaid. She was oceanic royalty and she gave it all up to literally kick back with some dude. A wealthy dude with a title no doubt but still. He wasn't the only "fish in the sea" har har har. Could I be happy if I couldn't wear nice things and show off a little? Could many? I personally would feel not myself without my wardrobe but if it were taken away I'm sure I could evolve and compensate for my missing pieces through some other way of self expression.
These crowns (excuse my not knowing where I found them) I would absolutely wear all the time if I were to suddenly be told I had some royal genes. People would know GDI!
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