February 28, 2014

I'm not some kind of fairytale heroine who has everything figured out from tiara to glass slippers. That would be my buddy Cinderella.

 

I'm not even royalty, like most of my friends, and the movie I'm from is most definitely not "in."

 

I was modeled after Megara (from Hercules) in 1997. My life has been a series of boxes, small children's faces, and more boxes. I've seen thrift stores and Craigslist and eBay... Over time, I lost all of my original clothing and accessories other than the base dress. Oh, and my hair... well... you can see it in the picture. The longest I ever stayed in one place was three years- that was my first home, from 1997 to 2000. My most recent box was a reddish magenta, covered in Christmasy words and phrases- Noel, Merry Christmas, etc. I left that box on Christmas Eve of 2013 to be greeted by MyLittleMegara, who was following to family tradition of opening one present after dinner on the 24th. Following a hunch, she'd selected my box and VOILA! She was thrilled. As it turns out, she'd been looking for a Meg doll for two years straight.

That night, she let me have free reign of her room while she slept. I got my first glimpse in the mirror for four years at that point and let me tell you it was NOT a pretty picture.

 

Light socket hair and a grubby face does not a beautiful princess make. I'm almost positive that I screamed when I saw my hair. The sound must have alerted the other dolls to my existence, because I heard someone call "Who's there?"

 

"The names Megara!" I called back," My friends call me Meg. At least, that's what they'd call me if I had any friends."

 

I started walking towards where I thought I had heard the voice. Evidently, the voice's owner was doing the same thing, because we smacked into each other and fell in opposite directions. 

 

 



"Ow!" the girl said.

 

"Sorry," I mumbled. Great first impression, Meg. Just wonderful.

 

"I'm Esmeralda," my victim said as she helped me up. She took my arm and walked me over to a bookshelf  full of ponies and books. Climbing up the rungs of a nearby 18" doll wardrobe and scrambling up the bookcase's shelves, she hoisted herself up to the top.

 

 

 

 

I followed her, clumsily making my way up to where Esmeralda had gone.

 

"These are MyLittleMegara's other Disney dolls," she said, pointing to each one in turn: "Belle, Snow White, Aurora, Cinderella, Rapunzel, Ariel, Mary Poppins, Jasmine, Tiana, and Merida."

 

*NOTE* Since then, MyLittleMegara's collection has grown quite a bit. This was on December 24th, don't forget!

 

"Hi," I said, "I'm Meg."

 

"We know," Tiana grinned, "we heard you."

 

"We're your new friends," Ariel burst out, "since you don't have any. What?"

Esmeralda was giving her an extremely dirty look. "Sorry about her-"

"It's fine," I interrupted, "I'm glad that I have a chance to make friends."

"We're glad to have you! Would you like to be my roommate?" Esmeralda inquired.

"Of course."

And from then on, Esmeralda and I were best friends. :D  We did everything together. It doesn't seem like we've only known each other for about two months. All of the girls seem almost like sisters, especially Esmeralda. I mean, a lot can happen in two months! Since then, we've welcomed 6 new dolls: Kida, Mulan, Jane, Pocahontas, the Fairy Godmother, and Giselle. It's been wonderful to get to know them and hear their stories.

The worst thing that happened was an accident involving one of the humans stepping on Esmeralda and breaking her leg at the knee.

Luckily, MyLittleMegara and her mother were able to glue her back together and she's good as new. Just a little less flexible and a whole lot more careful. :}

My hair is still a mess, although my face is clean. I'm hoping MyLittleMegara fixes it soon.

Oops... Mama needs her computer. I'll finish my back story later. :)

It's Been a Real Slice.

Meg <3