I always dreamed of being Marie Antoinette.

One night, I think I must have been 11 or 12, I read an entire 238 page book about Marie Antoinette. The book was blue and gold. It was snowing, and this rickety space heater was heating my little feet. I was sitting in my stepsisters room (alone for whatever reason?) on her bed. I’ve been in love with the ill fated Queen ever since.

I’ve been rocking out to the 2006 motion picture soundtrack on my way to work this past week. I love finding forgotten gems in my glove department.

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