Standard Posted by Brenda Davis Harsham Posted on November 14, 2013 Posted under Humor, Photography, Poetry Comments 34 Comments Princess in a Red Dress Darling, did you have to wear your red dress? Everyone is staring. Let them look. I will wave like a princess. Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham Ways to Share this:EmailPrintMoreTwitterTumblrPinterestPocketFacebookGoogleLinkedInRedditLike this:Like Loading... Related fairy taleFairy Taleshumornaturepoemred dressstaringTree Post navigation ← Morning Haiku Humongous Fungus → 34 thoughts on “Princess in a Red Dress” Oh, I love this one! 😀 A red dress will always get the looks! 😉 And I love the red leaves here, beautiful colour! It’s funny, I started to write a short story a while back about a woman wearing a red dress, and it grew too long for a blog post, so it’s still waiting for me to be ruthless with my editing. Your post has been a good reminder for me to get back to it! 😀 LikeLike Reply Good, all women should have a pretty red dress, or a story about one! 😉 LikeLike Reply oh i love this photo. i took similar ones today, too. i will post them soon. thanks for sharing and inspiring LikeLike Reply I will look forward to seeing your photos. 🙂 Thanks, Brenda LikeLike Reply Red, one of my favorite colours!! LikeLike Reply One has to be jealous of the trees in their autumn magnificence. 🙂 LikeLike Reply a wee bit of a showoff 🙂 everybody will be wanting a copy of the dress everything is allowed with magic LikeLike Reply I’m on the look-out for a cheap knockoff myself. 🙂 LikeLike Reply love this new direction ) LikeLike Reply Oh, I’m so happy. 🙂 I wrote another crazy humor piece last night. I might be brave enough to publish it today. 🙂 LikeLike Reply go for it, put all your sides out there, life is short ) LikeLike Reply Thanks for encouraging me. 🙂 LikeLike Reply Stunning use of personification, or did you see the dryad within? Either way, spot on! – do we like the new direction? WE DO WE DO WE DO! 🙂 🙂 🙂 xxxxx LikeLike Reply You’ve made me laugh out loud!! Thanks! 🙂 (Like a magician, a writer must not give away all her secrets…) LikeLike Reply 😉 Beautiful you xx LikeLike Reply This picture also reminds me of the very place where I buried my childrens little dead snake. We had some sort of a funural and my friends thought I was crazy. They told me that it was much easier to use the trash can because it was just a snake. I didn’t see it that way. LikeLike Reply Sad memory. I’m sure this Princess will look out for your little snake. 🙂 She likes all animals. LikeLike Reply 🙂 LikeLike Reply So lovely, so lovely! Thank you Brenda! LikeLike Reply I hope your inner child found joy again. 🙂 Brenda LikeLike Reply Ha, this one actually made me smile….That´s what I said the other day, is that a bit strange? LikeLike Reply You need to smile. 🙂 It improves your immune system. LikeLike Reply Adorable!! I must say those hands do look like royalty!! LikeLike Reply She will be pleased to hear you say so. 🙂 LikeLike Reply Great comeback:) LikeLike Reply 🙂 I do love the Japanese Maples this time of year especially. 🙂 LikeLike Reply Love it:) LikeLike Reply So glad. 🙂 LikeLike Reply My favorite one yet! 🙂 LikeLike Reply I’m so happy! LikeLike Reply Stunning..!! (She’ll be “The Talk” for sure..!!) 🙂 LikeLike Reply And she will love every minute! 🙂 LikeLike Reply Perfect….so cute!!! LikeLike Reply Thanks! This is a new direction, I hope people will like it. LikeLike Reply Comments welcome! Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.