The backstory: On the drive to school the other day, we were temporarily behind a shiny black car with a large sticker in the back window which read "Italian Princess." JT had questions.
JT: What is an Italian Princess?
Mama: It's an Italian girl from New Jersey.
JT: But what makes her a princess?
Mama: Big hair, long shiny fingernails, and an attitude.
JT: You forgot good pizza. We have good Italian pizza in New Jersey.
The boy makes a valid point.