- It is noted that of course no one else in the land has golden hair.
- Both kings are brutish to the Princess.
- Evidently her betrothed does not know her very well, has only seen her a couple of times if he's not sure it's her.
- Her way of putting little objects in his soup is strange.
- She notes at every meeting that he throws his boots at her head. It seems she's determined to draw his complete attention and show him her power.
- All the same, she is obviously seeking his protections only. She's aware of his ill-treatment of her as a servant.
- His "love" for her is forceful and brutish.
I have found a new barometer by which to judge my actions, or rather, it is an involuntary barometer that is improving me perhaps without my say. For every weak thing I do or begin to do, I ask myself if I would admire myself for it. I have felt so critical of myself lately, so ugly, so awful, and out of it has sprung this quest to improve myself. I don't want to become a slave to style magazines; rather, I could not admire myself for doing that. At the same time, I want to look right and decent and keep from embarrassing myself. I feel like my hygeine is always falling short, just like the housework. Every time I turn around, there's hair where hair shouldn't be, there's stuff under my toenails, my tee shirts are shrinking up and showing my stomach; to say nothing of my wildly oxidizing jewelry, scuffed shoes, &c. I don't understand why I don't see anyone else with these problems! Do they spend all their time at home cleaning their jewelry and ironing their