Neither Rain, Nor Sleet, Nor Hail...

While all of this can confirm that a girl really is a princess.  It is carrying mommy's umbrella to school that is confirmatory.   Clear umbrellas that reach down to your middle, placing you in the middle of a bubble - remote from commoners - is evidence enough that you are truly not just a princess, but a fairy princess.  Remember to try not to smile.  You are royalty and your middle name is "Reserved."

Imagine that you have accomplished six years with few opportunities to feel truly powerful. One school morning, you awaken to sleet and cold and misery. You struggle to get your backpack on over your bulky coat, and get your fingers in all the right places in your gloves. Resigned, you open the door to the blast, and duck your head. Then…someone snaps open an enormous, manly black umbrella, and steading the behemoth contraption in your hands, says: You take this one.

The most important thing, then, becomes your effort to look like you shoulder responsibility of this magnitude every day.