Born on leap day, in the year of Nineteen Hundred and Ninety Six, Saint Pink - like any other eleven year old girl - has her hopes and dreams... but she also has the uncanny ability to grant the wishes of others. She lives around the corner from me so when I am in dire need I take a spin out my front door, down the block and over to her house. I tell her what I need, she tosses a fistful of pixie dust on me and I go along on my merry way. I hope you have as much luck with her as I do. If you are leaving a wish for her scroll down to the bottom of the page or click on the comments link.