Hello, royal subjects! 👑✨
Ever wondered what it would be like to live like a princess? I mean, who hasn’t imagined being surrounded by luxury, wearing fabulous gowns, and being treated like royalty? Well, in today’s blog, I’m going to take you on an adventure where I decided to live like a princess for 24 hours. Spoiler alert: It was as hilarious, chaotic, and magical as you’d imagine!
The Royal Declaration
It all started with an idea—an idea sparked by a seriously questionable amount of royal-themed Instagram reels. I was scrolling through my feed when it hit me: “Why not spend an entire day pretending to be a princess?!” I mean, it sounds easy enough, right? After all, how hard could it be to live like royalty for just 24 hours? So, I made my declaration to the world (aka my best friend) and, with a wave of my hand, I was ready to live out my fairy tale.
But here’s the thing—I had no idea what “living like a princess” actually meant.
The Wardrobe of Royalty (or Attempted Royalty)
Let’s begin with the most essential part of being a princess: The wardrobe. Naturally, I couldn’t just throw on any old outfit. No, no, no. I needed something truly regal—so I pulled out my best dress. (Which, let’s be real, was actually a sparkly number I bought for a friend’s wedding… but hey, it’s all about the confidence.)
Next, I wrapped myself in a DIY tiara. And by DIY, I mean a few glittery hairbands glued together with questionable craftsmanship. You know, nothing says royalty like a slightly crooked crown that might fall off at any moment. But hey, it had sparkle.
Finally, I slipped into my “royal” slippers. They were comfy, which is more than I can say for the footwear of actual princesses who probably wear glass slippers or whatever. Comfort over style, right?
Breakfast Fit for a Princess (aka Pancakes and Scrambled Eggs)
Of course, no princess day is complete without a royal breakfast. I imagined being served a tray of decadent pastries, fresh fruit, and a steaming cup of tea by a butler in a tuxedo. But reality kicked in, and my breakfast consisted of… pancakes and scrambled eggs. Yep. Not quite the gourmet experience I envisioned.
Still, I added my best princess flair: I insisted on eating my breakfast on a fancy tray while sitting in a comfy chair—and by “comfy chair,” I mean my mom’s living room couch. Close enough, right? I even tried to hold a fork like a royal, but my pancake kept sliding off. A real princess would never have this problem.
Royal Responsibilities (or Lack Thereof)
You can’t just sit around looking pretty all day, right? Being a princess involves responsibility—or at least, that’s what I assumed. So, naturally, I started “ruling” over my kingdom (aka my room). My royal decree was simple: “All toys must be arranged in alphabetical order!” This went over… not very well with my stuffed animals. They were not impressed.
I tried making my own royal announcements, like “Let there be snacks!” and “Clean the floors!” (neither of which I had any authority to issue). But honestly, after about five minutes of my “royal decrees,” I realized that a princess probably doesn’t have to do housework. Maybe I was more of a “lazy princess” than I thought!
The Royal Bath (aka My Shower Adventure)
Every princess needs to freshen up, right? So I decided to take a royal bath. I mean, I don’t have a fancy royal bath with bubbles up to my chin, but I did treat myself to a shower with an inordinate amount of shampoo and conditioner. Why not? It’s royalty-approved.
I even imagined being pampered with scented oils, but let’s be real—what’s more “princess” than using the same old soap I always use? I tried to envision my bath as a scene from a Disney movie, but let’s just say it was more “slippery floor” than “magical water nymphs.”
The Royal Lunch (or “My Attempt at Being Fancy”)
For lunch, I decided to go full-on royal with a picnic in my backyard. I mean, every princess is supposed to have a charming outdoor tea party with finger sandwiches, right? Well, I didn’t have any finger sandwiches, so I made regular sandwiches (because I’m practical). Then I spread out a pink blanket and proceeded to eat my lunch like I was in the middle of a royal garden.
But here’s the thing: There’s just something about sitting on a grass patch with a sandwich in hand that doesn’t exactly scream “royalty.” I was more worried about ants than facing the royal court. Not quite the grand picnic I imagined, but definitely charming in its own way.
The Royal Evening (aka the “I’m Tired” Hour)
After a full day of living out my princess fantasies, the final challenge was the royal evening. This is where the princess is supposed to shine at a fancy ball or a glittering banquet, right? Well, my “royal ball” was really just me lying on my bed in my tiara, scrolling through TikTok. True royal life is all about glam, but I’d argue it’s also about resting your royal feet.
Conclusion: The Princess Life is Hard Work!
Living like a princess for 24 hours turned out to be way more challenging than I thought. Sure, I got to wear sparkles, decree snacks, and pretend I had a kingdom to rule—but in reality, being a princess is a full-time job. Between making royal decisions (like whether to eat pancakes or waffles) and managing my kingdom of stuffed animals, I quickly realized that the life of royalty is not all it’s cracked up to be. It’s glamorous, sure—but it’s also exhausting.
So, after 24 hours of “royal” living, I came to a conclusion: While it’s fun to pretend to be a princess for a day, I think I’ll stick to being my real self—except now, I’m definitely taking more royal naps.
Until next time, my royal friends! 👑✨
P.S. Would you want to try the “Princess for 24 Hours” challenge? What part of being a princess do you think would be the hardest? Let me know in the comments below! 👑💬
