I am very, extremely happy.
I’ve spent the past three years on a quest to live out my fantasy of being a princess.
But for the past two months, I have been feeling a lot like a princess at home and a lot less like a housewife.
I’m not a househusband, I’m a princess, I’ve always been one.
Now that I’m actually a princess in my own house, I think it’s finally time to stop being a housemother and get back to being a Disney princess.
In an age of social media, it’s important to be authentic, I know this is not easy, but it is what I am and what I do.
I am, of course, an entertainer, so I am going to be entertaining as much as I can in my private life.
My househusband is a stay-at-home dad who spends all his time at home, and we are very comfortable being at home together.
We do not have a lot of social distancing between us, but we have a social media presence.
I have a Facebook page that I keep to share photos of my family, but I don’t like to post photos of me or my housework. And I don