What Belle Taught Me
Last weekend we went to see Beauty and the Beast at the Overture Center in Madison for Kenzie's birthday. We had a fantastic time. And Kenzie became a princess! Which every budding twenty-three year old wants to be, at least for a night.
So here's the deal - Beauty and the Beast is my scene. My bread a butter. One of the most defining parts of my childhood (outside of my denim, penny loafer, and black t-shirts phase). For some reason Belle speaks to some indescribable, deep-down elemental part of me. To this day, my chest tightens when she starts to sing "Little town. It's a quiet village. Every day like the one before..."
I might have just maybe teared up last weekend when she sang, "I want adventure in the great wide somewhere! I want it more than I can tell..."
The thing about seeing a play at age 22 of the movie that I watched on a loop for some of the most formative years of my childhood is that it provides the opportunity to have the most bizarre, out of body experience in which I was able to look back on the past 20 some-odd years and think, "Did my childhood obsession with Belle actually have a significant impact on my adult life?"
Quite possibly, yes.
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