The Fabulous Disney Babe
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You'd think with a little girl and a life that revolves around Disney way too much to be healthy, I'd be hip-deep into the Princess Thing. I bought Alice, my daughter, a canopy bed for her last birthday; she had looked at it in the store and proclaimed it "cool!". Finding a canopy cover was quite another ordeal. We finally found a child-oriented one online at the Disney Catalog, which had Disney Princesses on it. "Why does everything have to have the stupid princesses on it?!?" Alice demanded. "Why can't they have something with Jessie, or bugs, or something cool?" She, like me, is a Harry Potter freak, so I'm going to make her one out of material with stars and Hedwig the Owls on it.

I bought her an Alice in Wonderland dress when she was two, planning on replacing it every year as she grew. She's got the hair, she'd look so perfect in it. But Disney, in their infinite wisdom, discontinued the Alice in Wonderland dresses (you can still get them for your Engel Puppen, however) and replaced them with all sorts of "stupid Princess" ones. I do have a little hope: Alice asked me if she could have some nail polish. I swallowed the desire to say: "not til you're twenty, go dig up some bugs" and gave her the blue shiny nail polish I got at the The Princess Diaries premiere Sunday night. I may even be able to drag her to The Princess Tea next, which is my birthday. We remain ever-hopeful. If she continues on the path of Entomology being more important than Cosmetology, however, I'm so fine with that I'm practically gold-leafed.

The Princess Diaries premiered Sunday evening, and I was, happily, a guest for the festivities. There were two screenings of the film, at four and six o'clock, followed by a Princess-themed party in the Entertainment Centre next door. Doobie and Rebekah got my call the day before and were nice enough to loan me their Sony of the Gods again, so I was able to take a few photos of the events.