I know several “Princess” types, none Jewish though and the whole “Princes” mentality is a subset of Barbie and Disney Princess Culture that corrupts women and makes they practically useless in terms of being reliable, practical, useful, human beings.
They are spoiled, selfish, creatures that lurk around looking for a host animal to latch onto like some sort of Remora so they never have to lift a finger to do any sort of practical work besdies their own primping so that they can feed their empty soul on the comments from others about how well they look when they are out shopping for the latest shiny assessory for their closet.
I grew up on the farm and know how to work. I model myself after my Mother who still to this day does Farm work into her 70’s and is the least selfish person I have ever known, who we children of hers have to plead with every year to get new drapes of other home accesories because the current ones she has had for 30+ years are almost threadbare.
My Mother in her 70’s could clean the floor of these “American Princess” types any age, any day!
Whenever I see once of these types hobbling around on their 6 inch heels that limit them to walking throphies of uselessness I have to feel sorry for the poor sap that they have lassoed into marrige with them, ie their host animal.
You can recognize them by their over sized ridiculously long fingernails that have encrusted gunk filled with bacteria under them, large oversized silver or guady earrings, several chunky necklaces, ridiculous looking shoes that look like a corss between stilts and a glitter factory explosion, and clothign that is several times too small for their bon-bon induced girth around their midesctions.
As a farm girl, these types of women utterly disgust me to the point of feeling nausea.
No pictures, please...I'll take your word for it.
Plus I see more than my share on a daily basis, and it takes a long time to erase each image from my brain.
Excellent rant!
“...Barbie and Disney Princess Culture...”
When asked what she wanted to be when she grew up, my young daughter responed, “A Princess!”. I guess it is good work if you can get it.
But this same daughter outruns her peers and wins or places in one mile to five K organized runs so she is not above pouring it on.
My wife is crazy about high heels and keeping an expensive collection of same. She hates to see women dressed “like men” as she had to do when she worked in restaurants as a hostess or waitress.
There you go describing Angela Corey.