CONSIDERING THE JEWELS WITHIN

AS GREAT BRITAIN MOURNS THE PASSING OF A QUEEN

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Trying on outfits helps us know who we are—and who we are not. My mother bought me this satin, sequined crown and cape at a church bazaar in my hometown of Northfield, Minnesota. The hand-sewn costume was lovely and fit my five-year-old frame, but not my personality. As my father took my photo, I sat up straight, as regally as I could. But our Brittany Spaniel, Princess, had had puppies and I was more interested in playing with a wiggly pup than posing.

 A couple years later, my mom signed me up for ballet class at Northfield Arts Guild. After three lessons, I convinced her to let me stay home and watch “The Lone Ranger” on TV instead. Rather than twirling on my toes, I wanted to ride Silver, the horse I saw on television.

 Some of my friends dressed up their dolls and I joined them for the fun of their company, but preferred playing frisbee tag in our cul-de-sac or exploring the college arboretum with my friend, Amy. Rather than aspiring to a throne, I liked sitting in trees. Perhaps that’s the influence of my Celtic roots.

 Thanks to a glass slipper, Cinderella attained royal status by catching the eye of a prince. The size and appearance of her hair, figure, and even her feet were the means of her success. What message does that send? Writer Sarah Showfety calls “beauty-based praise-baiting” a toxic message for girls, as if their looks are the basis of their self-worth. I’d rather melt down that glass shoe and make of it a new lens to see more facets of ourselves.

 I was never glamorous princess material. Though my nickname was Barbie, I lacked the fashion sense of the Mattel doll (and never owned one as a child). Rather than a tiara or tutu, I preferred a T-shirt and jeans. Yet we all have moments of glory when we deserve a sparkly crown in our lives. I think, in such moments, I’ll hold mine inside and let it shine from there.

9 thoughts on “CONSIDERING THE JEWELS WITHIN

  1. Marilyn Anderson

    I enjoyed reading your childhood story and your thoughts of how women discover themselves and their beauty through their choice of clothes, activities and minds.
    Thank you! Marilyn

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  2. Betsy Fuchs

    What fun and truth in your exploration of childhood choices. I played with dolls but combed their perfect hair and one could say ruined them. Which was ok to me. The few times in my teens that I was obliged to go to the beauty shop… My bas mitzvah at 13, prom I’m high school, I came home and combed out my own hair.

    You can dress up the girl but no guarantees it will take.

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