To Melisa, with love.

For my fellow tiara-wearing blogger, Melisa.

This is the tiara I wore to my end-of-school formal. I looked like a whale on the night, so I don't particularly cherish this one as much as my other.

My debutante ball tiara. I looked forward to that night for years, and it was pretty much perfect, therefore I choose to believe this tiara gives me magical powers.

My 'everyday' tiara - a present from my girl pal Seah this year, as she knows my obsession for all things sparkly. I haven't had a chance to wear it - yet - but I must confess to dancing around the house with it firmly ensconced in my pony tail when I do the dusting. It makes me feel all Breakfast at Tiffany's.

I tried showcasing these with Phoenix. As you can see, he wasn't overly impressed.