reality check

I used to adore these fragile women with their pretty faces and sweet disposition. They seem to go to all perfect places in the kingdom and always stay at a place where their princes are hanging out (or riding their horses...). Like innocence and luck are bound to be together. Moreover, there must always be some evil, deceptive antagonists who are actually smart enough to come up with wicked plans just to destroy the pure and blameless princesses and ends up dead in the end (the less grave would be their transformation from wickedness to servitude) But along the course to adulthood, I learned to do otherwise. I have become so disillusioned by love, by life in general that I refuse to believe that such fairytales do exist. Prove me wrong! You don’t know how much I wanted that I have indeed mistaken, that life with all its complexities can reach its famous happy ending. Honestly, what does fairytales tell us?
• That girls must be strikingly beautiful for princes to bother a second glance.
• That we should be skinny to wear such gorgeous dresses and that there should never be a single zit seen anywhere our faces. Snow White has used glutathione before we ever heard of it, she is using cherry red lipstick before Lea Salonga started modeling for AVON.
• Fairytales adore damsels in distress. It creates an artificial perspective about goodness that it is sickening to be reading it these days. Further elaboration is not needed.
• And they can sing even without practice! How fake is that? (I know, I know… its dumb)



The only Disney princess that I look up to even during college. She’s strong and fierce yet gentle in many ways, she breaks rules and mends it with her smile and wit, and she never gives up even in the prospect of death.