Here’s a story that Disney is never going to animate. A young girl decides that not only does she not want some man to come to the rescue, but also she doesn’t necessarily want a man at all. Or children, for that matter. And she’s quite content with the fact that she’s not skinny and blonde. She has a job that she loves, some really great friends, and a dog, and she lives happily ever after.
Here’s the question: Why is that not worthy of animation? By its very absence, we were taught growing up that there are certain lifestyles that are unacceptable, wrong, never to be discussed.
In order to be “right” you have to find a partner, worry about your appearance, and wear shoes that aren’t sensible. You have to seek your solutions outside of yourself instead of from within. Someone has to approve of you.
As more and more of us fail to fit into that neat little box, I am increasingly aware of how punked I have been by Hollywood, and it makes me angry. I was force fed this white male republican standard of living that I could never achieve, and because of that I used to feel bad about who I was. It’s sickening.
The fact is, glass slippers would be quite dangerous to wear. The first time you stubbed your toe, your feet would be surrounded by jagged shards. And even if you managed not to break them, they wouldn’t allow your feet to breathe properly and you’d probably get a nasty foot fungus. So I’ll just stick with my Chuck Taylors, thank you very much.
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