Will The Real Princess Please Stand Up?
When I started my day, our very first full day in The Kingdom, I thought that I might write a bit about how the Disney’s glorified version of monarchy is, oh you know, a bit sugar coated. The smiling, glittering princesses attached to their newly crowned princes, the happy couple that will rule the land in peace, forever.
What does this have to do with books? Well, I’ll tell you. After reading even a teeny bit from my favorite first lady of royal fiction, Philippa Gregory, or maybe recalling my days spent in the soap opera-like pages of my European History books, I know that this isn’t true of actual historical kings and queens.
But hey, Buzz Lightyear isn’t exactly a specific replica of Aldrin, and let’s not get into my mom’s commentary on pirates or my running mouth regarding any portrayal of the Middle East. All of these things are both accurately portrayed and horrifically fantastical in representation in books as well as my arch nemesis: the movie.
The thing is, we use icons like princesses, pirates, cowboys and astronauts as played down or, I guess, played up escapism. We do it in movies, theme parks but also, of course, books. I can rant and rave, all day, about how Cinderella, Rapunzel and other leading ladies hardly had the realistic lives of Elizabeth Woodville, better known as The White Queen. But, like I said, every form of escapism is just that.
So, while I still may eventually do a bit of a comparison between my favorite castle dwelling screen-based royalty and the famed, stressed out political figures that more often grace the presence of my reading, I think, today is not the day. Today is a day for escape and for me to accept my escape as a nearly thirty year old who, no for serious, really adores pirates, princesses and space rangers.