To the Royal Princess, and Other Little Girls


You are one day old, yet the press is already discussing what kind of fashion icon you will be. Never mind the question of your brains, of your interests, of the type of person you will become or of what you will do.

Some will look at your brother and judge him by his academic achievements, his role in society, his kindness or his honesty. These same people will look at you and judge you by what you wear, by how well groomed your hair is, and by how much you look like your mother.

The idea of a two year old boy being born a leader in the fashion industry is absurd, yet you, a newborn baby girl, have already been proclaimed “the youngest fashion icon in the world.” And we don’t even know your name yet.

To the Royal Princess and other little girls,

What you wear on your body doesn’t matter. It’s what’s in your head that counts. Forgive those people who see you as pretty before they see you as clever, and those who comment on your weight instead of your latest achievement. Their ignorance is beyond our help. Read the books you want, even if they are marketed to boys. Play all sorts of games- the ones that involve mud and climbing trees are for you, too. A mix of scraped knees and tea parties might sound just right. Surround yourself with people who expect you to be able to hold an intelligent conversation, and who will engage with you without feeling they have the right to interrupt you or talk over you because you are female.

Keep in mind the fact that sexism still exists, even in today’s society, and that the best way you can overcome it is to be who you want to be, regardless of what the world thinks of your appearance.

 A girl, princess or not, is never just a pretty face.

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