It's a tie between Pocohantas and Bell. I can't seem to shake the tunes of Mother Willow out of my head, but sweet nerdy Bell was always my favorite. Yet, I did fantasize about being Jasmine and finally getting to be with my handsome crush Aladdin!
Disney, although highly regarded as sexist by self-proclaimed feminists around the world, has always kept me entertained and highly in love....with love. Is it just Disney's fault I want a prince charming to spoil me and fight to the death for me? Or, is it somehow rooted deep within human desire/hormones?
Whichever the cause, I'm still set on being a Disney princess. Maybe, I'll chase the colors of the wind, tell a tale as old as time, or find a whole new world....just for my prince. A girl can still dream of magical love today, can't she?