I have finally come to a point in my life where I can accept Minnie Mouse. This sounds crazy I’m aware of this but when I prepared my outfit for my trip to Disneyland yesterday I finally felt as though it was time to do an ode to everyone’s favorite female mouse.
For once in my life I can legitimately blame something on my mother, and that is my almost 2 decade long disdain for Minnie. Whelp, that is what happens folks when you tell a 5 year old waiting in line for the Haunted Mansion that she is actually waiting in line to meet Minnie Mouse. I knew something was fishy the second the doors shut and a super creepy voice came on the loud speaker. At that point I proclaimed to everyone in the sinking room that I hated Minnie Mouse, and I think I truly did until yesterday. So Minnie, I’m so very sorry I lost all these years of loving you, once again I blame my mother.
Needless to say, not only was it a matter of time before a self proclaimed girly girl such as myself decided to embrace a cartoon who loves pink, bows and polka dots. Also kudos to instagram user Disneybound001 for proving that an outfit to Disneyland can be just as magical as a carpet ride (if you didn’t catch that Aladdin reference we can’t be friends.)