Are Disney Princesses all bad? I'm on a mission this week and next to examine whether or not I can, in good feminist conscience, let me daughter squee freely over Cinderella and her ilk, so that by the time we get to Disney World, I know whether to stop worrying and love the ballgowns, or try to get Belle to read The Second Sex. Or both.
... is not a princess.
Okay, so I know that Minnie Mouse is not a princess, strictly speaking. But for the purposes of this post, she counts, because she lives in the same theme park as the princesses, and because the last time we were at Disney World, my daughter wanted her picture taken with Minnie more than she wanted it taken with Cinderella, who, she said, is 'too blue.'
(Yes, that is my daughter, right there with Minnie, trying desperately to not get all freaked-out fangirl. That was over a year ago. We'll see how it goes this time.)
Anyway. I know nothing about Minnie, except that she rocks some wicked heels and doesn't seem to take any shit from Mickey and bosses all the other Disney characters around and really, arguably, is the embodiment of the principle that small and mousy doesn't equal meek and passive, and on that basis alone I think that she's kind of awesome.