So, who doesn’t hate their hair for at least half of their life? I’m a ginger. A good chunk of me comes from Scotland, Ireland, and England, so I was “cursed” with large, curly hair. Until recently, I thought I had vibes closer to those of an evil, crazed Azkaban escapee (Helena Bonham Carter was a great inspiration in high school). But apparently, I was wrong.
A couple of years ago…
A friend and coworker at my store (along with multiple customers) told me I looked like Merida from Brave. Now, I boycotted the 2012 Pixar/Disney film because it had beaten Tim Burton’s Frankenweenie at the 2013 Oscar’s for best animated film (priorities of a former wannabe goth kid, okay?), so I hadn’t seen it – heck, I didn’t even know I was Scottish at the time. I didn’t really understand what she was talking about.
That is, until I did a comparison…
No, I’m not a Princess.
I’m way more awkward than Anna from Frozen and there’s no way this little alto can sound nearly as sweet as Snow White. Don’t even get me started on dancing – though, I’m much better at talking to animals than people. But I’ll milk it for all it’s worth, for as long as you’ll let me.
From then on, I stopped complaining about my abundance of hair (even if it does feel like I’m perpetually wearing wool hat). I embraced what’s now probably my favorite feature – especially since I can probably get away with selling it for scarves. But after a while of hearing about my Disney Princess double, it became my mission to meet Merida the next time I visited Disney to do a live comparison.
So, lovely readers!
I’m asking you to tell me if you have a look alike (living or otherwise). And if you haven’t been called out for having a look alike, who do you think you resemble?