You’ve finally made it. You’re in Disney World.
You’ve been waiting for this moment for months, maybe even years, and you’re finally, FINALLY strolling down Main Street, dodging Mickey balloons, overzealous guests, and the sweet, almost-cavity-like smell wafting from the Confectionery. You almost make it to the Hub, and you turn, ready to take THE perfect photo in front of Cinderella Castle. But oh, no…
The Casey’s Corner pianist has stopped playing music. Someone has tripped over the trolley tracks. You hear a record scratch, but maybe you imagined that.
Because the makeup on your face is melting faster than a Mickey Premium Ice Cream Bar on a HOT Magic Kingdom day.
DON’T WORRY. I have the solution. 🫡