Mother, writer, designer and reconstruction extraordinaire
The Huffington Post - 09/29/2013
An earlier version of this blog post originally appeared on MamaPop.
The moment that I learned of the twin girls in my belly, I resolved not to send two hoes into the world. I'd teach them that self-expression is always more important than playing nice, and I'd warn them that waiting around for someone else to make their dreams come true is not only futile but downright scallywag.
So imagine my horror when my toddlers took to Disney princesses. And
it goes beyond merely watching the movies and buying the merchandise: My
girls have lived as those characters for the past three years. They've
all but forgotten how to count to 5, but they can curtsy, smile and gasp
on cue. The standard name for each color has been replaced by the name
of the princess with the corresponding branding: "Belle" for "yellow,"
"Tiana" for "green," "Cinderella" for "blue," "Sleeping Beauty" for
"pink," etc. The feminist inside me wept -- until, eavesdropping on
their usual princess gab, I overheard the following statement:"My favorite princess is Ariel, and yours is Cinderella, and Mommy's favorite princess is Sharon Needles."
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