My daughter is not a princess.

She hates pink. She doesn’t like things that sparkle and has no interest in dresses or skirts, in flowers and lace.

She wears dark blue skinny jeans and a teal shirt emblazoned with a Tyrannosaurus Rex in sunglasses playing an electric guitar. She covers her messy, short, brown hair with a black and gray stocking cap and her favorite shoes are high tops that are a vibrant mix of black, blue, yellow and orange.

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