Friday, 15 May 2015

If Fairy-Tales were happening now - The News

A bit of silliness that I was thinking about instead of editing!

Children still missing...

                It is reported that police entered an address at 11.30pm last night after reports from neighbours that the children hadn’t been seen for days. It is said that the couple that live in the house have two children, a boy and a girl, a neighbour claims to have seen their Father leading them into the woods and returning two hours later without them. Rather than seeming distressed it is reported that the couple had shown nothing but relief. They were already on social services radar after another neighbour had previously raised concerns that the children looked malnourished.

                An urgent search of the woods is now underway with local residents joining the hunt. A trail of breadcrumbs gave some brief hope but lead to nothing more than a dead end and a group of hungry birds. Both parents are in custody as the investigation continues.

Social Services under strain...

                Social Services have become the subject of an in depth investigation after a chain of errors. It is said that the final straw came after they failed to spot worrying indicators in reports regarding a number of cases; the latest leading to a young girl being attacked at her grannies, for whom she was the sole carer. She was often seen wandering the remote area near her grannies alone and in a red cloak not adequate enough for the harsh winter weather.

                Social services have cited the strain of the recent endemic of Evil Stepmothers for their seeming negligence and say they need more services involved and aware of this widespread problem.

Glass Slipper inc being sued after loose fitting shoes fall off and shatter...

                The Princess started a trend for glass slippers but it seems whilst her losing one lead to a very happy ending, most are not so lucky.

                After a spate of injuries due to the shoes falling off and, in a few terrifying instances, shattering, a group of unhappy customers have launched a legal battle against the shoes makers. One disgruntled fashion lover said, ‘These shoes should never have been made, the glass they use is clearly not suitable for purpose, I have no idea how to accessorise this limp.’

                Princess Cinder’s step-mother said she is not surprised that her step-daughter has influenced so many into a bad decision. She can only be thankful that she is finally away from her two beautiful and talented daughters.

Big Bad Wolf Legal have taken on the case.

Girl enters world record books for world’s strongest head...

                The blonde haired, blue eyed girl first applied for the record of ‘World’s Longest Hair,’ with a length of several feet. However, once it became apparent that grown men could use it as a rope to climb she was also entered into the books for her abnormally strong head and neck.

Crack down on legal highs...

Magic Bean is the latest drug to be given illegal classification. This comes after party goers began growing to gigantic proportions after consuming the drug.

Wednesday, 22 April 2015

How to be the fairest of them all – a quest to find a wedding dress

 Far, far away, in a time long forgotten, a maiden sat in her room and vowed to lose weight. Her head was full of images of her handsome betrothed swirling her around the dance floor, as her dress billowed around her. People would gasp in awe at, not only at her enviable figure, but at the delicate material dancing with every move.

 This maiden had forgotten two vital facts though; she didn’t have the honour of a knight and could not keep vows. (NOTE: Well, wedding vows of course, but not vows that involved avoiding cake.) The second thing was that her betrothed could not dance.

 The following is about the day, the still slightly plump maiden, found her dress.

 She wanted a big dress. She wanted it tight at the top and flared at the bottom. She wanted straps and would not be swayed on this. Hours of pouring over pictures of beautiful ladies in beautiful dresses had come to one conclusion; the dress that would transform her into a bride would be a ball gown. Of course she felt safe in the knowledge that the dress would choose her, because that’s what happens. Right? 

 The seamstress began to pull an array of extravagant gowns from pegs and arranged them neatly in the changing room. The room itself (so full of white dresses it was like being immersed in a snow drift) certainly felt like it had a spark of magic. (NOTE: It was definitely magic and not the Prosecco she clutched lightly in her hand.)

 Then the first dress was on, it was her dream. It swished in just the right way and she was sure the jewels on the bodice would sparkle perfectly. This would be the dress that chose her, the dress with just the right amount of magic to make her the fairest of them all except, when she was revealed in the long mirror she most definitely was not the fairest of anywhere.

 This ball gown had taken a foot from her limited height and planted it squarely on her mid-riff. Not only had this dress not chosen her, it had rejected her with an insult. The kindly seamstress asked if she could select some gowns for her. Dejected, the maiden agreed.

 Next was a mermaid style. She had never considered being a mermaid, but they were beautiful. Right? It felt good until it was done up and she was thrust before the mirror. It hugged all the right places, some of the magic in the dress was spot on - but it hadn’t chosen her completely. Almost the fairest in the land was not the look she was going for and she was most definitely not destined to be a mermaid on her big day.

 With that dress tossed aside, a little less forcefully than the first, the next two were also not quite right.  The lace one with the long sleeves was locked away deep in her memory, lest it damage her confidence any further.

 Finally, the seamstress produced a plain dress in a shiny ivory the maiden immediately disliked. The maiden didn’t want to try it on but the seamstress pleaded with her. Her mother, rather less politely, demanded it.

 She reluctantly slipped into it. A simple empire line, pulled to the side at the waist by an intricate broach. She grudgingly admitted that she quite liked the broach.

 Then came the big reveal. To her shock she was not only the fairest of them all, she was without a doubt, a bride. She twirled and danced and felt the magic of the dress transforming her. Her mother cried and smiled as the seamstress placed a flowing veil on her head.
 Soon it was time for her to remove the magical garment, but not before a deal had been bartered and the dress was hers. It was only once she had returned to her uniform of jeans and jumper that the maiden had a revelation.

 There is no such thing as a magical dress that will transform any maiden into a bride – it is the bride that transforms the dress. Don’t get caught up in being a Princess or a mermaid or anything other than the fairest in the land. Go into that shop with an open mind and an open heart and you will become a bride in the most unexpected way.