I had a discussion the other day with someone about the Disney princesses. The other person was asking me what the appeal of the romance between the prince and the princess is.
“Who would want to be like Snow White and her prince? They just sing. Most Disney prince and princess combos don’t even know each other that well. Who would want that? That’s stupid.”
I’ve spent some time thinking about it, and it seems to me that the love we see in Disney movies, whether they fell in love at first sight, three days time, or during a journey they took together to find out what they needed and not what they wanted, is genuine in that the characters are a perfect fit for one another. Snow White’s prince may not be the man suitable for me, but I can still identify with hoping that someday my prince will come (and that he will be a Flynn, Naveen, Jim Hawkins, Peter Pan hybrid).
It’s not that we as Disney fans are anxious to find love in an instant and get married at 16 years old, but rather that we do believe that love will come, the love that is uniquely perfect for ourselves, and that is something found in all Disney love stories.