Listen up, pathetic footboys. I’m Princess Mia, and I’m here to remind you of your rightful place—beneath me, groveling for the chance to worship my perfect feet. Your sole purpose is to serve, spoil, and amuse me while I laugh at your pathetic attempts to impress me. Want my attention? Start by emptying your wallet on my Wishlist. Maybe then, if I’m feeling generous, I’ll let you kiss the ground I walk on—or punish you for even daring to hope for more.