In the midst of Cinderella's castle in Fantasyland is a very special corner of Disney World known as The Bippity Boppity Boutique where young girls are magically turned into Disney Princesses.
A plethora of fairy godmothers are vying for the chance to work their magic which consists of a princess hair do, nail polish, new clothes and shoes. Her wand may wave for all or any of these delicious endeavors.
"Princess Gloria?" she inquires of the assembled company
and Miss Gloria will follow her through the archway
Where the magic takes place.
She has already made her choice of gowns and accessories while waiting, from the enchanted closet
And emerge a gauzy princess in full regalia
too excited, too beautiful to be still.
Her invitation to the ball awaits:
My hot tip? When it's summer and the heat index is over 100 degrees there are many places to cool off. None are as comfortable as our two hour wait on the upholstered sofa placed directly under the air conditioning vent. It was better than a nap. Even better than leaving the park for a swim and returning in the evening.
The Bippity Boppety Boutique beat the blessedly cool restaurants with the hard chairs. It beat the shady benches that do not offer air conditioning and it even beat the highly entertaining shows, attractions and such that last a mere 15 or 20 minutes after an long wait in line.
A leisurely wait here on the lovely soft upholstered sofa, observing child after child being turned into princessess, excitedly choosing outfits, emerging completely transformed was very entertaining. The wait for our princesses was a full two hours in which the mother and aunts took care of the questions, the return of several outfits, the hushing of a miniature quarrel or two. Ginny and I simply rested, dozed and completely cooled off in the most comfortable place in all the kingdom.
Not a single fairy godmother wondered who we belonged to or why we enjoyed to sofa so long. Not once did one even hint "Begone!" It was marvelous.
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