This makes me want to HULKSMASH because is nothing sacred anymore? Disney princesses, sexified? Not right. Not right, indeed.
This makes me curious. Skeptical, but curious. If live-action princess worked for Enchanted, and worked well, could it work for Cinderella? Maybe. Possibly. Probably not. We’ll see.
That’s all for today.
If you haven’t seen this yet, please spend a significant amount of time perusing the archives. Thanks be to Carly who sent me the link. I’d seen it before, but hadn’t bothered looking too deep. I’m glad I have now. It reinforces our decision to have no more children. Because…yeah. Kids wreck stuff.
If you haven’t read my post on MamaPop from Tuesday, I highly recommend you do. Not just because I wrote it, but because I feel strongly about what I wrote. It’s about Robert Munsch. And guess what. Robert Munsch read it and emailed me! To be fair, I emailed him first, but he replied and it made my week. I might print it out and laminate it and pin it up on my bulletin board. If I had a bulletin board. I might go and buy a bulletin board just so I have something to pin the email to.
I have another post going up today at 10am which I’ll also expect you to read, but read Tuesday’s as well, if you haven’t. Read both. Read both and leave a comment. I like comments. Comments make me happy.
We doin’ big pimpin’, spending G’s. We doin’ big pimpin’ on B L A D’s.
I don’t know what I just said there. Something about spending thousands of dollars, but I don’t know what B L A D’s are. Maybe I shouldn’t know. You know what? Don’t tell me. I used to say “big pimpin’ on the l-a-dies” which, I find out, is wrong. Huh. I like mine better.
Thank you, come again.