Why do we still want to be princesses?
Why do American women care so much about the Duchess of Cambridge, a.k.a Kate Middleton? Weren’t we trying to escape the oppressive rule of the British a few hundred years ago? Why does her photo on the covers of US magazines drastically increase sales of that publication?
I blame Disney.
When we were young, Sleeping Beauty, Cinderella, Belle, Ariel and the rest of the Disney princesses were crammed down our throats. If we were pretty enough, hard working enough and, of course, had a certain sparkle, we too could overcome all the odds and land ourselves the plush gig of “Princess.”
I must admit, I wanted to marry Prince William. I felt if he just met me, I might have a chance. He would have to fall in love with my gentle nature, wit and intelligence. I would love him for him. Not for the personal trainer, designer duds and a sizzling little car he would give me. That would just be a little bonus. Just give me a chance, Will!
But then I grew up. I realized that life is not a fairy tale. I went to college, married an amazing man and am raising a child.
But all these years later, I still find myself transfixed on who William selected. A real-life “middle class” girl. She came from modest roots, her parents pulled themselves up by their bootstraps, which allowed her to attend posh schools. These schools would one day allow her to mingle with the royal set.
Kate has become a real-life princess…okay, okay, “duchess.” If only I would have known it was really possible!
I am not alone in my obsession. Reese Witherspoon appeared on the Ellen DeGeneres Show recently and was practically jumping out of her seat discussing her meeting with Kate.
Apparently, Disney got to Reese, too.
Right now, the closest I come to royalty is wearing the perfume Kate wore on her wedding day — White Gardenia Petals by Illuminum. When I wear it, I have an extra sense of confidence. It is not logical, but it is true. So, as I open the pantry trying to figure out what to serve for dinner each night, I smell my wrist. And for a moment, just a moment, I, too, am a princess.
Amanda Leitch-Lee is the author of Mums the Word column in The Daily New’s S.H.E. publication. She is also a stay-at-home mother and nursing school student. Leitch-Lee enjoys Lake Michigan, reality TV, vegan cooking and Dorothy Parker poetry. She harbors secret crushes on Larry David and Anthony Bourdain.