And why, may you ask, am I reappearing after twelve weeks to make this statement?
I am behind, people, in a lot of ways. But I always get to the good stuff.
So, yeah: this statement is a response to this (rhetorical) question from this essay and its source essay:
Does princess-worship mean that little girls will grow up thinking a prince
will rescue them from doing housework?
I demanded to be and was a bride for Halloween when I was six. I loved nothing better than big puffy playing-dress-up dresses and princessy-type things as a little girl, and also enjoyed "cooking" in my cardboard "kitchen," or teaching "school" to my dolls. Or braiding Barbies' hair.
Now I am over 35, unmarried, and hate wearing skirts. So yeah, I think "Princess" is a phase, and not just because I subsequently graduated to "horse" and "Olivia Newton-John roller disco" phases.
However, I would like a cute prince to cook me dinner every night. For the record.