So I'm a Derby Festival Princess. What Now?
Hey y’all! I’m Grace, the gal over at A Southern Drawl --my personal style blog of all things southern, stylish, and awkward. I’d like to describe my style as preppy, classic, and feminine (yet very much unexpected at times). My personality, on the other hand, is quite different. Yes, I may say y’all and may be a George Strait fan, but I’m not the typical southern proper girl. I come from a large Lebanese family that’s always in your business. {There’s no such thing as privacy in my family.} So, pretty much here’s the equation of my life: Lebanese + South = Comedy. I’m sarcastic, loud, blunt, and despite “popular” belief, I’m not graceful, have no poise, and trip in public daily {if not more}. Sounds tragic, right? Right.
…and then I became a Kentucky Derby Festival Princess. Go ahead, gasp. I was pretty shocked too, to be honest. But, don’t worry, I’ll give you some background.
Kentucky Derby Festival {KDF} kicks off with Thunder Over Louisville {April 12} and consists of nearly 70 events leading up to the good ol’ Kentucky Derby {go baby go!}. As for the KDF Royal Court {that’s me!}—we act as ambassadors for Louisville and represent the community at all of the functions and Derby Festival activities. That means we attend nearly every event {and keep in mind that all the princesses are full-time students}. The princesses are chosen out of more than 100 applicants with two interviews, the last being given by out-of-state judges. How are we selected? Knowledge of the Derby Festival, Poise, Intelligence, Personality, and Campus/Community Involvement.
So, I’m a Derby Festival Princess. What now? First, I wear my crown and pray that I don’t trip and break its precious stones. Chances are pretty high for that, y’all. Second, the great sponsors, like Macy’s, Anthropologie,Dillard’s, Gretchen Scott , and many more dress us until we’re looking as fabulous as can be. {I always love getting to do what I do best—try on clothes and shop}. Third, we get to be ambassadors for the KDF events and functions and strut our stuff everywhere. A scholarship is also given to us by The Fillies, which is quite the perk too. So here’s to me {and the other four gorgeous princesses} proceeding through these last couple of weeks without doing anything too traumatizing to the public and to us enjoying every fleeting second of this. Oh wait, and to always remembering that the soup spoon is scooped away from your body and not towards {etiquette lesson of the day}.
Feel free to stop on by over here to get your daily dose of sarcasm and style from yours truly. I promise I don’t bite…well, sometimes.