I love the Barbie movie The Princess and the Popstar.
The popstar with purple hair looks so cute—maybe because she seems like someone I could never become, someone who truly shines.
The princess, on the other hand, seems like a boring girl who only stays at home.
That part, I can relate to—I almost feel like I could be her.
But in the movie, they admire each other.
“I wish I had her life, I would be so free.”
If the popstar ever admired me, what would it be for?
It feels like an illusion—after all, I’m not a princess living in a castle.
That’s why I was surprised to see fan videos for both of them on YouTube.
“Wait, there are fans of the princess too?” I thought.
I think the reason I get flustered by fans of the princess
is because I’ve completely identified with her.
Maybe, without realizing it,
I’ve been seeing myself in her—
even though I thought I only cared about the popstar.
That shift in perspective is what made the movie stay in my heart.
It’s still alive in me, even now.
I’m not that passionate about fashion,
and I often take shortcuts with makeup.
That’s why I sometimes wonder,
“What does it really mean to draw something cute?”
When that question comes up,
I remember that movie—and Sanrio, too.
Creating something cute that I can’t find inside myself…
feels like something truly good.
