Invitations for a Princess-Themed Baby Shower
Declare the Arrival of Your Little Royal Jane Bingley
Hey there, girls. Seriously—drop whatever you’re doing. Cancel that dentist appointment, ignore your phone’s “urgent” texts, YES you need to hear this. Because I am Madison. Princess of Baby Shower Planning. (Are tiaras required? Um. Only if you want to feel radically superior at Target’s baby registry desk, lol.)
Let me just say it. I was born for this. Sparkly dress? Let’s go. Over-the-top baby shower invitations no one can throw out because it shimmers under their fridge magnets? Hand me the glitter glue, Susan, and step back.
If Cinderella had a fairy godmother who freelanced as a color-coordinating, theme-wrangling, brunch-mosa-loving party architect, I am her. Except my glass slippers are Crocs. Don’t judge; have you ever stood through a shower and run crowd control in heels? Madness.
We are about to PLAN. Not just any baby shower. I’m talking straight-up princess baby shower, a spectacle so magical it could emotionally move an actual frog to invest in infant onesies.
You ever see those invitations—boring pastel clip-art, “oh look, a generic stork, how…zero effort.” No. NO. Together, we craft invitations so fricken cute your cousin Donna might faint over her toast. (True story: last May, one cousin literally spilled OJ when she saw the invitaton. Sorry again, Aunt Pat.)
Here, there is opportunity for every oddball dream. Want a cake with a gold carriage topper? Pink velvet cupcakes served on actual mirrored trays? Maybe you’re a rebel and you want a rainbow princess theme, because your baby-to-be already has big Dumbledore energy and pastel isn’t your jam. YOU DO YOU. I am but your royal assistant. With a tiny, entirely unnecessary scepter.
Planning tip? Okay. Ready? Don’t let your third cousin’s opinions ruin your vision. She’ll be fine. She survived the time you served vegan quiche. She can survive a little edible glitter.
Pause. Rewind. Why, you’re probably thinking, is Madison obsessed with this? Look, I watched my mom and her girlfriends giggle themselves silly over “pin the tiara on the baby.” I watched aunts and uncles awkwardly chug ginger-ale mocktails and blush at the word “lactation consultant.” And honestly? The love in those rooms—bright, tangy, unfiltered like the lemonade in plastic party cups—damn, it’s magic.
Confession: I want your baby shower to shimmer like that. For you AND your little one, whose big debut is already cause for confetti and loud, weirdly off-key singing.
Listen! Is it over the top? Yes. Am I extra? Always. Have I sobbed over tiny party favors at midnight? More than once, and do not get me started on the cute agony of baby tiaras (oh my word, so small).
But princess isn’t about stuffy, royal rules and subdued classical music: it’s about every woman in that room feeling seen and laughing so hard she snorts that lukewarm punch up her nose. It’s about your best friend giving a toast with a story so embarrassing you want to sink under the tulle tablecloth, and your mom holding your hand and whispering, “I can’t wait to meet her” with that glisten in her eye.
So come on. Let’s make it beautiful. Let’s make it weird. Let’s make it as unhinged and loving and YOU as it can be.
I, Madison, Princess of Baby Shower Planning, do solemnly vow: no boring showers on my watch.
Who’s in?