What is it about a princess that captures a young girl's heart? Her beauty? Her elegant gowns? Her salon-styled fiery red hair or cascading blonde curls? Her future with the prince?
Whatever it is, it's magical. I should know. I just spent half a day with a Disney princess named Elsa the Snow Queen from the movie "Frozen," and I'm ready to color my hair ice-white, wear floor-length chiffon around the house and learn to belt out award-nominated songs.
My 4-year-old granddaughter, Lyla, hosted a "Frozen" party, complete with 20 of her BFF girls-in-waiting. Not only were there castle-shaped sandwiches, cotton ball decorations and a princess piñata, but the highlight was the special guest star, Elsa herself.
"It's the real Elsa!" Lyla claimed, her eyes wider than a couple of snowballs. Apparently she was onto those phony princesses at Disneyland. This one was real, and Lyla would fight anyone who argued otherwise.
Her mother set the stage with Olaf the Snowman activities to keep the girls busy until the magical moment. But Lyla would have none of it. She sat in the front window waiting patiently for her princess to arrive. As soon as Elsa appeared, Lyla screamed, "She's here! She's here!" and 20 girls wearing princess dresses rushed to the door to greet her.
You could have heard a snowball drop as the usually chatty girls were struck silent by the presence of royalty. So were the half-dozen fathers who attended the party, but that was because Elsa was a knockout.
As the Snow Queen made her way inside, her adoring fans gathered around her, awestruck. For the next half-hour, the acolytes listened as Elsa told the story of "Frozen" from start to finish. And then she began to sing -- the nominated song from the movie, called "Let it Go."
Isn't it enough to be beautiful and worshipped by girls and guys alike? Did she have to have the voice of an angel? As the girls sang along, I wiped tears from my eyes and goose bumps off my arms.
Elsa wrapped up the presentation with a magic trick, turning water into ice and snow, then painted each wannabe princess' face with swirls and stars and glitter to match their gowns.
She led them in a hearty rendition of "Happy Birthday to Lyla," got her picture taken with each guest and finally gathered her magic suitcase to leave. That's when the husbands nearly tripped over each other offering to carry her things to her car (I think my husband would have carried her if she'd let him).
With a last picture of the guys surrounding the Snow Queen, Elsa disappeared in what I can only imagine was her waiting carriage to return to her castle.
I just have three words for this party: best birthday ever! I have a feeling the girls all went to sleep that night with visions of their own future kingdoms. And who's to say they won't nail that royal job of being princess -- or even queen -- someday, with or without a prince.
As for me, I want to know where Elsa got that awesome dress -- and do they make it a size or two larger? ... For more information on hiring your own princess, contact the Cinderella Company at http://thecinder ellacompany.com. And ask for Andrea ... I mean, Elsa. She was awesome.
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