. . . backyard. You were so certain I was going to say, “bar,” weren’t you? Nah. These were princesses in training—ages not even in the double digits yet. We’ll call them Candace and Sarah.
So, as I was saying—two princesses walked into a backyard. Mine, to be exact. Both in their floral dresses, twirling their skirts.
And, despite my best efforts not to listen as they petted the royal dog (why yes, it IS my Bailey—how did you guess?), I could not help but overhear.
“But Sarah, which of these two boys will you marry?” asked Candace.
“I don’t know,” said Sarah, looking unconcerned. “I don’t know if I want to get married anyway.”
“Well, you know, they may not marry you because you’re not tall,” warned Candace.
“I don’t care about being tall,” said Sarah. “And I’m still growing.”
“But you’re also kind of a tomboy,” said Candace. “And boys like girls who go to spas and put cucumbers on their eyes to keep away the wrinkles.”
“Let’s go play something,” said Sarah.
As I silently applauded the wisdom of Sarah’s five years of life, I simultaneously wondered where in the world Candace was getting her intel from. Didn’t take me long to figure that one out. It’s us, people. Maybe not you and I, but society in general.
Have you seen a model less than six feet tall on any major runway recently? Or one that is larger than a toothpick? The world is changing—coming in all shapes and sizes, like it or not—but our commercials, our fashion mags and jock culture? Those seem to stagnate, unfortunately.
When our president mocks women for their looks and praises a foreign leader’s wife for her physical shape, I wonder if the Candaces of the world will ever get straight.
And yet . . . look at this:
Wonder Woman meets a young female fan who can’t stop crying. She has met her idol—in the flesh—and is overwhelmed.
Man, do we need Wonder Woman right about now. To ensure our five- and six-year old girls are not looking ahead to a life filled with cucumber therapies. And wondering which boy will marry them. Ugh.
A female warrior—one who is strong but also tempered by emotion, who fights for what is right, who is confused by a patriarchy that makes no sense—now that is a role model worth showing our girls.
It’s time to redefine our idea of a princess.
And it sure beats cucumbers on the eyes.