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Once upon a time there was an orphan girl who lived in a mud hut and ate gruel everyday except Sunday when she took the scraps from the women’s plates that she made dresses for.

She also made fine dancing dresses for these ladies…and took home the fabric scraps that she didn’t use. And every Tuesday when they held a grand ball, she’d hide in the bushes and watch the women in their finery—finery she had a hand in making, mind you—and watched them dance and flirt and eat to their heart's content.

This could have been a very sad story indeed except that every night would find her working late into the night—on their stuff, you ask? Certainly not! She worked on a fine gown of purples, blues and finely etched golds. And after two weeks she sat back in satisfaction and held it up--to her. And then what do you suppose she did? She put…

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  • Born on March 25
  • Joined April 23, 2012

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Once upon a time there was an orphan girl who lived in a mud hut and ate gruel everyday except Sunday when she took the scraps from the women’s plates that she made dresses for.

She also made fine dancing dresses for these ladies…and took home the fabric scraps that she didn’t use. And every Tuesday when they held a grand ball, she’d hide in the bushes and watch the women in their finery—finery she had a hand in making, mind you—and watched them dance and flirt and eat to their heart's content.

This could have been a very sad story indeed except that every night would find her working late into the night—on their stuff, you ask? Certainly not! She worked on a fine gown of purples, blues and finely etched golds. And after two weeks she sat back in satisfaction and held it up--to her. And then what do you suppose she did? She put it on!

And, her heart pounding she ran to the ball, and she was the one that was dancing a midst the beautiful women, and lo! The handsome young prince who she had admired dancing so many nights asked her to dance too!

And she floated like an angel as he swirled her around the dance floor. And then he stole a kiss from her and she blushed. And then he asked her to marry him. And what do you suppose she did?

She told him no, she didn’t feel like having him boss her around, doing his cooking and cleaning and besides, she’d already devised a business plan where she would get rich by sewing for all these new clients with her free fabric…

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