For a moment she stood transfixed noticing her reflection in the glass mirrors. It was then she realised it was time to 'dress' as she made her way up the escalators to the second floor………….
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WHAT???? No Door Man???? <img src='style_emoticons//ohmy.gif’ border=’0′ style=’vertical-align:middle’ alt=’ohmy.gif’ /> I thought this was high end!
Not being able to remember much about her past as so many changes had occurred over the last few months, Ariel (yes, she has a name…and it HAS to be Ariel) was amazed when all the sales girls on the floor approached her with joy, asking “Where have you been? We've missed you so!” Ariel was speechless…who were these sweet ladies? Why were they being so nice to her? (Remember, her memory had lapsed, her past temporarily forgotten.)
Ariel allowed them to dress her, from the finest, most feminine lingerie to the softest, palest shade of yellow silk dress. (Think Mercedes-Benz Yellow.) Light in weight with a precious dotted swiss touch, the jewel in the crown was brought to her by a lovely sales girl. A pair of white Prada sandals, fit for a true Princess.
And yes, she now strongly resembled Royalty…a fact that no one could possibly miss. Not even the Queen, as she herself was having her own problems with a spineless Prince and his mutt of a wife…but that's another story for another time.
However, there ARE similarities…spineless Prince cheats on beautiful Princess with Wicked Witch, while broken hearted Princess struggles mentally on a daily basis with ridiculous questions….”What's wrong with me?” (Nothing) “Why her?” (He has bad taste and no working brain cells.) “What do I do now?” (Well, we all know how that one ended, but we also know this one will end much better!)