When little Emma Moore turned five, she didn’t dress up as Jasmine or Mulan or even Merida. With the help of her photographer mother, Jaime C. Moore, she posed as five amazing women who have shaped U.S. History that kinda put the Disney princesses to shame and made me want to tell my two-year-old all about Helen Keller now. More
I like a good protest just as much as the next person, but Change.org is getting out of hand. If I don’t stop receiving petitions from Change.org – I’m going to have to start a petition. The latest one to come to my attention – the petition against Disney’s redesign of Merida from Brave, highlights everything that is annoying about this for-profit online petition generator. More
If you need a story of a kind and caring gesture to momentarily lift your spirits, look no further than Princess Mette-Marit of Norway More
Ever have a faux pas with someone where you’re like “I hate skateboarders” and they’re all like, “my brother happens to be a pro skateboarder, thanks much, asshole”? Well, a little girl just did that to Pippa Middleton and did not give one fuck. More
But let’s not forget the fact he is 30 years old, almost double the age of the girl he rescued. So no, I’m here to dash your Disneyesque fairy tale scenario, it would not be dreamy if they got married. It would be creepy. More
Princess play, the act of pretending one is a princess through dress up reenactment of fairy tales, took on a different connotation after a Disney executive attended an ice skating show in 2008. According to Peggy Orenstein‘s book Cinderella Ate My Daughter, the executive was stunned to see legions of little girls attending the show in homemade princess outfits. Because so many little girls were designing, or begging their parents to create, princess outfits, the trend was seen as a huge marketing opportunity for the company who the went on the market the princesses outside their respective fairy tales. It is because of this executive’s observation that we now have “princess culture” — the entire bubblegum wash of glitter, sparkles, rapid materialism, and cult-like following that Disney has no intentions of slowing down.
But the make-believe of being a princess or inhabiting a mythical story was not always a commercially-sanctioned past-time, and while there are many princess alternatives that Disney has not yet soiled, the current dilemma for parents is to parse out play-time for their princess-leaning children that is not being sold on television. Princess play, if coupled with other stories and fables, can be a powerful exercise for young girls who have interests beyond fainting and looking pretty. They may not have their own line of dresses and DVDs, but there are many accessible princesses who are known for more than their appearance — but rather engaging stories that highlight their skills and abilities. More
The latest contestant on last night’s episode of Toddlers & Tiaras? A boy. Seven-year-old Brock Ritter is competing alongside the girls on this popular TLC series that follows the controversial world of child beauty pageants. According to his mom, Tori Ritter, little Brock – a self-described “diva” – first became interested in pageants at age 2 and has already nabbed a half-dozen first-place trophies, she told E! Online.
Not surprisingly, people are aghast that an actual boy – or “pageant prince,” as he’s called – is involved in the competition. They say it’s no place for a boy and that his mom is setting him up for ridicule. Others are all for it, giving major props to the kid for following his dreams, for knowing who he is at such a young age. More
Growing up, my father was my everything.
I was a very hyper-feminine little girl with a deeply rooted princess obsession, even by today’s standards. While my peers grew out of their princess phases within a year or two, eventually adapting to sports, outdoor play, and video games, mine remains the narrative under which I recall my entire childhood. My memories of being little are of forever lingering under dining room tables or desks, perpetually with dolls in my hands and a bow in my hair. I took to outdoor activities gingerly, but only in the traditionally female context of jump rope. Sports, or activities that involved coordination over fields or dirty terrains repelled me, and I often sought refuge in books that I would read in the shade, the frills of my little socks catching on the pages. More