One of the only downsides of having a disability (well, that, and being just shy of 4-feet tall) is being unable to twirl in a pretty dress, complete with ruby-red shoes. I know, it’s a bit shallow, but I’ve always fancied spending the day at a huge department store, trying on dresses in every shade of the rainbow, finding one I adore and then twirling in it until I get dizzy. I’ve also always been a wee bit obsessed with Dorothy’s sparkly red shoes from The Wizard of Oz. Some people dream of buying a shiny new car when they become famous, but seeing as I can’t drive, I’ve decided that my first big splurge will be a private tailor to custom make me twirl-worthy dresses and colorful shoes. I look forward to getting very, very dizzy someday.
Every girl should get to twirl once in her life, right? And by golly, I want to twirl.