Stone Fox Bride

... and every now and then there comes a time in a mother’s life, when, after spending a cruel cold winter in Brooklyn with two young children playing with wooden blocks and woolen dolls and eating chia seed coconut milk pudding bowls for breakfast and grass-fed organic buffalo meatloaf for dinner, practicing the art of “active listening” and “accept and reflect” and reading “A is for Activist” at bedtime, that she hits a wall and hightails it to Disney with a suitcase full of old US magazines to spend the week ingesting high fructose corn syrup, wearing polyester Princess dresses, playing with all things plastic, and, of course, eating breakfast with Goofy. Thank you @fsorlando for making my heteronormative, true-blue Americana fantasies come to life.