The Early Days: Will You Be My Valentine?

Valentines Day 2001, at the Lego station in Ms. Cornelius’ Kindergarten class:

Me: Will you be my Valentine?

(Also on my list of “Valentines” that day: my mom, my neighbor, the class guinea pig.)

Hannah: No. If you’re a girl your Valentine has to be a boy and if you’re a boy it has to be a girl.

Me: Oh. Why?

Hannah: I don’t know, it’s just the rule. That’s what my dad told me.

Me: Oh. Okay.

(Mentally) That’s a weird and confusing rule. Who came up with this stuff? When do we get chocolate?

Coincidentally, I still have those three thoughts pretty frequently now.



The Early Years: Bechdel-Test-Passing Fairy Tales

In honor of #ThrowbackWednesday I’m digging through some of my elementary school creations. From my Kindergarden days, here’s the cleverly-titled hit The Princess Who Got Lost (with modern commentary):


Fate or nominative determinism?


The trees must have interfered with her cell reception, making her unable to use Google Maps. Or since this is from 2001, I guess she was probably using MapQuest on her pager or whatever.


Our heroes emerge. And no, none of them are Prince Charming.


Another lesson: don’t be ashamed to ask for directions. Also, princesses apparently change clothes really fast. And hair color.


I was not afraid to go all abstract expressionism with the illustrations.

image-4I’m not sure if I’m feeling the queer subtext here, or if it’s a celebration of female friendship, not subordinated to romantic ideals, but my princesses were totally passing the Bechdel test way before Disney thought it was cool (sorry Frozen)Also, fluffy animals.