Amidst a conversation about women with my brother-in-law I found myself saying “You have to be willing to accept a little bit of crazy…” and while I am sure there are ample examples I could have chosen, my mind went to “…just look at Cinderella.”
I expect it had to do with recently reading this fairy tale, (the Disney-fied version of it) to Kaylee. The key is you have to look at the story from the Prince’s perspective.
He’s pushing back on getting married because he really wants to find the perfect woman that he really connects with. To his own amazement, at the ball (that he’s begrudgingly attends), he meets her – his perfect girl. She is everything he’s looking for, and despite spending most of the night in private close interaction with her, he doesn’t get her name before she has to take off very hastily as the clock starts to strike twelve. He has no game.
But he’s a Prince, so he can make up for his lack of skill with the ladies by subjecting the entire kingdom to an unwarrented search (and hopefully siezure). What’s he to do, he’s broken up at this point. This is the one; this is the girl he’d actually marry.
Our Prince goes door-to-door making single ladies try on a shoe. He doesn’t even let his own faculties persuade him, like noticing that the women trying on the slipper look nothing like the girl he was dancing with last night. No, the shoe doesn’t lie (and defies all probability by only fitting one woman).
And this desperate, invasive, poorly-constructed plan works. Huzzah! He finds his perfect girl again and this time actually takes a good hard look at her, and well… she looks just awful, truly ragged, but technically she is upper-class so this could work. A quick trip to the salon and a boutique or two and she’ll be ready to be presented to the court and kingdom as the one he has decided to marry.
Everything is coming up princely at this point. Sure she comes with the baggage of an dreadful family, but that can be overcome, not everyone loves their in-laws. Our Prince is riding high, he found his true love and , she is perfect, everything is…
Mice? Really? Ewww, that’s a nasty pet, they are vermon, they should be… oh, wait, what? She talks to the mice too. Well, sure, she has a lonely upbringing, I suppose… no f’n way, seriously?!? She holds them and sings to them and makes them little mice clothing to wear? WTF?!?! Who is this crazy lady?
At some point the Prince had to wrestle with the truth that his perfect bride is BFF with rodents. That could be a deal-breaker, maybe you think it should be, but our Prince is willing to concede. He knows that he’s attended a lot of balls already and never met a girl like Cinderella before, and is she crazy? Yes, it appears so. But he can accept a bit of crazy, because he’s found his perfect girl.