A Fourth of July Review of the Princesses in My Midst
Happy day after Fourth of July! I had my 16 year old daughter, known here as “Dolly,” take these pictures with her Sidekick. I apologize for the quality. Someday I’ll remember to take my own camera to capture such things of beauty.
Yesterday to celebrate the Fourth of July, we went to a cookout with around a thousand of our closest friends at our country club. The latest selection of “inflatables” were available for the younger children. For those of you who don’t know, “inflatables” are the current day minimum requirement for any gathering which includes children. They are the new cake and ice cream.
“Look at how tan that woman’s back is!” I say.
My 13 year old daughter, known as “Sparkle,” briefly looks towards the resort casual masses and back at me as if I’ve just strung together the dumbest group of words available to mankind. “Mom, this is a country club.”
“I’m serious. Look over there, see the blonde?”
“Maaaummm, this is a country club.” This time Sparkle doesn’t even bother looking towards the hordes of people. She knows all the women at the country club to be blonde and tan. She is into alternative rock and being pale. These things are fine with me, but she thinks I’ m hopeless and too blonde. I think she’s too into stereotyping. And so what if I am hopeless and too blonde? At least I’m oblivious too.
If Sparkle stayed with me for a moment she would have seen an extremely tan woman. Her eyes would have gone right to her because she would have been the tannest person Sparkle had ever seen. I hadn’t seen a woman who was this tan since the early 80s. Again, sorry I didn’t have my camera.
This moon bouncer with the name “Princess Palace” is in no way associated with those more famous palace dwellers known as the Disney princesses. Besides the woman with the too tan back, this contraption was the only other thing that felt just the slightest out of place at such a genteel Fourth of July celebration.
Look closely. Perhaps the moon bouncer people were infringing on the Disney trademark and had to alter the bevy of princesses to keep it legal. Sparkle pointed this out to me. She lives for these kinds of ironies.
See the real woman waving to the princesses? I see that the princess on the left is waving back. I have no idea why. Even though Dolly was using a camera phone, she clearly has good photo journalistic instincts to have captured this fleeting moment of our lives.
Something about these princesses reminds me of another well known Myrtle Beach attraction. It’s another kind of club. They often call themselves “gentleman’s” clubs.
I’m just sayin’
So today I’m wondering…
Why country clubs are rarely in the country?
Why gentleman’s clubs don’t have gentlemen?
If “bounce” in all its variations is the jauntiest word in the English language?
During the fireworks we were sitting next to a group of squealing little girls who were all wearing three D glasses. If I’d had my camera, I would have taken a picture of that to remember the evening by – not the princess inflatable. I wonder if any of these children noticed that the princesses on the inflatables weren’t really Disney princesses? I hope not!
Be sure to stop by tomorrow (Monday) and check out “What I Did Not Buy This Weekend! I will also be announcing the winner of the Sergio Gutierrez liquid metal bracelet from Studio 77. Have a happy Sunday!
I’ve noticed that inflatables are very popular at children’s parties now. Remember when we used to just want to be grownups at that age and played pin-the-tail on the donkey or something equally innocuous to stay clean? They were fun days.
I’m getting bad about not carrying my camera too. We need to stop that, don’t we!? Aliens may land on the road in front of us and we won’t have proof without a photo! [giggle]
Hope your 4th of July was fun pal!
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Given how litigious Disney has been when their characters are co-opted, I hardly blame the bouncy castle guys for taking liberties.
From what I understand about the girls, they go gaga for princesses in general. I doubt they care about the specifics.
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That’s one vavoom of a pose Miss Princess Red has right there.
There IS such a thing as being too tan. I’m convinced you may have seen at that country club.
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Hip hip hooray for pale skin and alternative music, Sparks!
Perhaps the red princess was running from the “gentlemen” in the Bounce club.
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I don’t know the answer to your questions, but I do know that no gentleman would pay to see my bounce. Or human being, even.
at least it reflects a modicum of reality
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“I think she’s too into stereotyping”. Mother! What is this?! I was just communicating that a tan woman at a place that’s main source of income comes from it’s proxiemity to the beach is not very note-worthey. And I already stole a quick glance- being the more descret being, and I do think she was rather tan.