Happy Christmas Eve,
everyone! How's your day been? The Room She Lives In right now reminds me a lot
of a glacier... a chill surface with a deep, hidden underbelly. Luckily, this
is one of excitement. This will be the kids' first Christmas and they can't wait
to get a visit from Santa Claus tonight. Those of us who are Santa
Claus can't wait to get a moment's peace for us to place the presents under
their tree. Thalia, Kate, and Meiling all requested stuffed animals, but Adrina
and Oliver, who are a little more mature than they are, wanted sweets.
Pocahontas and Anelle have spent the day trying to keep both of these goodies
away from the humans' dogs, but I think it's Sven we really need to worry
about. Oh well. It's only for one night, right? Things are sure to cool down
soon.
Anyways, here's a short
and sweet post for you all about my Doll's Life File interview with the newest
member of our doll family, Rapunzel.
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Elsa (Me): *approaching
Rapunzel, who is painting with Bob Ross and Nessa* Are you busy, Punz?
Rapunzel: Um... kinda?
*steps away and closes one eye, holding one thumb in front of her painting*
Nessa: Bob is giving us
a painting lesson!
Elsa: I can see
that.
Bob: *walks over to
observe Rapunzel's painting. He winces a little at her work and starts tapping
out a comment* I thought we agreed to do landscapes, Punz.
Rapunzel: What? Really?
Nessa: *glances over*
It's a portrait. Abstract. I like it.
Rapunzel: *shyly* Oh...
I wasn't going for abstract.
Bob: That's okay. It's
your art. You do it however you want to do it.
Rapunzel: Yeah, but I
was trying to make it as realistic as possible and... *sighs and turns to me*
Okay, Elsa, I'm no longer busy.
Elsa: Don't you want to
finish your painting?
Rapunzel: Not the way
it's going, no. What did you want me for?
Elsa: An interview, if
you're up for it.
Rapunzel: *sets her
brush in a shotglass of paint water* Okay. I'm ready.
Elsa: On the bed, if you
please.
Rapunzel: *observes the
height of She's bed and swings her hair forward, the pink braid immediately
wrapping against the bedpost and catapulting her upwards. She lands on the bed
with ease*
Elsa: You've been
practicing!
Rapunzel: For three
months now.
Elsa: *climbing up the side of the bed* Ever since you arrived?
Elsa: *climbing up the side of the bed* Ever since you arrived?
Rapunzel: *nodding*
Since day one.
Elsa: I can believe
that. You're good at it.
Rapunzel: It seems to be
the one thing I'm good at.
Elsa: I'm sure you're
good at other things.
Rapunzel: Not anything
I've tried! I've done painting, sewing, baking, dancing, and even
candle-making. It's everything my character likes to do. But I'm not good at
any of it.
Elsa: Have you tried
thinking out of the box?
Rapunzel: How?
Elsa: Well, I mean,
like... *struggling for words* what if you did something your character wasn't
good at? Something that she never tried before?
Rapunzel: Then I
wouldn't be a Rapunzel, would I?
Elsa: *noticing Punz's
sad expression* Hey. You would be. It's in your name.
Rapunzel: *doubtful*
Sure.
Elsa: *opens She's
laptop and begins a new post, eager to change the subject* This interview will
be published onto my blog, is that okay?
Rapunzel: *moving in
beside me* I guess so. Isn't that how you've done it for everyone else?
Elsa: Yes, but how did
you know that?
Rapunzel: Nessa told me.
She said you've had the blog for about five years now?
Elsa: *shocked* Yeah...
wow. The anniversary would have been last November. I can't believe we didn't
even do anything to celebrate.
Rapunzel: It's not to
late. Everyone loves a party.
Elsa: Okay. Yeah. Maybe
later. Anyways, let's get back on track. What's your full name?
Rapunzel: *sheepishly*
Um, I don't have a full name... but my kingdom's name is Corona. Does that
count?
Elsa: *typing* Of course
it does. What about your finding date.
Rapunzel: September
23rd?
Elsa: Yep. Species?
Rapunzel: *confused and
slightly disgusted* Species?
Elsa: Like... kind of
what you consider yourself to be. Olaf's a plushie, I'm a sixteen-inch singing
doll... stuff like that.
Rapunzel: My old box
said that I was a twelve inch Disney princess doll. But I haven't seen that box
in ages.
Elsa: That's probably
right. *remembers* That's right, you didn't come with a box, did you?
Rapunzel: *shakes her
head* Nope.
Elsa: Alright. You're
done, Punz. You can go back to painting class now.
Rapunzel: *glances
worriedly over her shoulder at Bob and Nessa conversing below* That wasn't as
long as I thought it would be.
Elsa: No, they never
are. Nessa said the same thing whenever her interview was over.
Rapunzel: Elsa?
Elsa: Yeah?
Rapunzel: I don't really
want to go back to the painting class.
Elsa: That's okay. You
can sit here with me. Watch me work.
Rapunzel: That would be
nice. *leans over so that her head is resting on my shoulder* Can you tell me
about your powers?
Elsa: Um... yeah. *is
slightly taken aback because no one has ever asked about my powers before. It
was a natural thing in our doll community. So many dolls had powers, we even
had our own Avengers group. Magic was not as magical as it used to be*
Rapunzel: How did you
get them?
Elsa: I don't know. I
guess I was born with them. Er... made.
Rapunzel: Nessa keeps
talking about trying to convince She to take her to Frozen 2. Maybe your powers
have more explanation in that movie.
Elsa: I think they will.
But I have to realize that my character is not me. Even if it is revealed how
Elsa gets her magic, it won't be the same since I'm a doll.
Rapunzel: Yeah. Maybe
you're right. *uncertain* How did you learn to control them?
Elsa: I always could. My
powers are only activated whenever my switch is turned on.
Rapunzel: Your singing
switch?
Elsa: Mm-hm. And then I
can only make ice if I'm singing. *nudges Rapunzel* Kind of like your
character. Hair that glows when you sing.
Rapunzel: Not mine.
Elsa: Well, like I said
before, you're not everything your character is. That's the great thing about
being a doll. You never know who you're going to be unless you try.
Rapunzel: Yeah, I should
be feeling that way, but I don't. *sighs* Sometimes I feel like my only worth
is my hair. It's like the only thing that roots me to the real Rapunzel. Well,
okay, not real, but you know what I mean. She has long hair, so I should, and
if that's the only trait we have, I need to cherish it. *straightens out the
end of her braid* Like Rapunzel says, "a gift like that- it has to be
protected."
Elsa: *pauses* Rapunzel,
I have some advice for you. I can see you don't have much of your own identity-
Rapunzel: *groans* You
know me.
Elsa: -I think you
should spend time outside your comfort zone. Think of Jocasta. Her original
intention was to be an art doll. A model. Sit still, look pretty. Now she does
anything but remain still. She's constantly moving, constantly training, sword
always at her side. She's a warrior now.
Rapunzel: You're saying
I'm a warrior?
Elsa: Not exactly. Just
saying that you should experiment more. You can find your true self that way.
Rapunzel: I can, doesn't
mean I will.
Elsa: Would the
"real" Rapunzel be a pessimist?
Rapunzel: *closes her
mouth sternly* No... I'll try my best, Elsa. Thanks for you advice. What do you
think I should do first?
Elsa: You're good at
using your hair to get around. Steve is downstairs playing darts. I'm sure
he'll teach you to make your hair look more than just "beautiful". He
can show you how to use it as a weapon.
Rapunzel: Are you
serious?
Elsa: Sure! Anything's
possible. If I can do this... *turns on my switch and swirls my hand around in
the air, creating a fluffy white snowball* ...you can do anything with that
hair. Trust me.
Rapunzel: Elsa?
Elsa: Yeah?
Rapunzel: Thank you.
Full Name: Rapunzel of
Corona
Finding Place: Ebay,
originally from Florida
Finding Date: September 23rd
Finding Date: September 23rd
Species: Twelve inch
Disney princess doll
Strengths: Will try
anything once, good at socializing, sweet
Weaknesses: Insecure,
somewhat vain, cowardly
Status: This eager
learner still has a lot to learn- about herself.