Given a thousand guesses, I'd never have nailed what lay before me. My childhood bedroom hadn't been particularly fanciful, but had I run with the Disney princess crowd, I would have garroted someone with a skipping rope for this room. It was a space designed to play and dream in, painted all-pink with a bed featuring a massive ruffled canopy top. A girl could hide away with the giant smiling teddy bear sitting on the rocking chair or spend hours reading the dog-eared books like Alice in ...