I Want to Marry A Prince — Do You Have A Problem With That?

When I was a teenager, I didn’t dream of marrying a Hollywood star. I dreamed of marrying a prince. Like a real one. From Europe. Preferably from England.

And can you blame me? The boys that filled my junior high school consisted of three types: arrogant jocks, tiresome Bible-thumpers, and rambunctious cowboys. And when forced to choose, my answer was always “none of the above.” Read more on Pop Sugar…