snow white vs baby spice

i was looking back at my life. reflection.

i remebered something i took so seriously as a child, but now i can honestly just laugh about it.

back in montessori, in hongkong we were going to dress up and have a dress up party (yaaaay...)
mum had found somewhere, a snow white dress, and was planning on making me look like snow white,
from the first time i ever saw snow white, i thought she was pretty unattractive. her hair was fashioned into a black mushroom. and there was no way i was going to have my hair fashioned like that (i was a fashion conscious child...)

i kept telling mum i didnt want to wear it. (i was 3 or 4) i kicked and screamed on the day as she and my maid held me down until i ripped it off. i was determined. i was not walking downtown with a giant black bowl for hair. never.

so mum sighed and let me choose what to wear. she'd given up and went back to bed. i asked my maid to help me look like baby spice.

so there i was, walking with my maid, downtown with a pink top, two long, high ponytails as they did in the early 90's, i kept trying to pull it up to show my belly button as they did (bad influences the spice girls) but my maid kept pulling it down saying 'oh... keep it down you look silly' in fact, i thought i looked pretty sexy (i thought i was 21... now i feel 50, forgetting things and finding gray hairs).

so when i strutted into the class, the teacher looked at me, with my pink top and tiny shorts with a look (um... your meant to dress up...) i remember saying "im baby spice!!! and im sexy!" out loud. when we sat in a circle and had to say who we were. my mate, i remember, she was italian, gina, came as beauty from beauty and the beast just looked at me in horror and said 'you said a bad word...' all the kids were silent as the teachers tried to hide their amusement and my maid went bright red.

'i thought you were coming as snow white...' asked the assistant teacher who was on the verge of bursting out laughing.
'yeah but shes ugly' i said.

poor maid, i got sent home to change and mum got called by the principal asking what kind of media i was exposed to. poor mum. hahah

so after alot of tears and hitting my maid with the might of a 3-4 year old (uneffectively) i was dragged back, wearing snow white dress. the teachers said i looked 'pretty' now. amongst my tears i yelled
'i dont want to be pretty! i wanna be sexy!'