Losing my blogging virginity

Hi, my name is Ella Stevens, and since you're reading this I assume you have either stumbled upon my blog on happy accident (in which case may I say congratulations), or you followed my link from sakai, and are responsible for assigning my semester grade (the more likely of the two...details....).

Either way, welcome! If you couldn't already tell, I'm new to the blogging world, and currently feeling very simba-esc.

I feel as if I've been thrown into this new world filled with clever gifs and status updates. A world composed and well versed on various chosen topics ranging from wholesome living to lonely cheetos (yes it's a thing). Here's a link incase you were skeptical

http://lonelycheetos.tumblr.com/

I mean, there's a blog for nearly everything nowadays. Honestly the sky's the limit, yet here I am writing to you on a topic I know very little about, hoping you'll stay interested long enough to finish my entry, let alone start on another (ok, let's be honest you love it so far). 

All in all, I'm totally lost.

My background on Disney is quite discouraging. You're talking to someone who hasn't seen Mulan in it's entirety (and please save me the judgement, my roommate has already given me enough shit for it). 

I know I know... disheartening. Especially considering the fact that Mulan has to be the single most empowering Disney movie out there, and I couldn't name more than two characters in the film. But  I'm currently downloading Mulan on my computer (I'm sure it's legal), because i've had enough of your silent judgement and it's time for some complete and total immersion. 

I'm also excited to watch a badass chick do some badass martial arts.

I mean look at her go. Mulan don't need no mans. GRL PWR! amiright?

I'm sure at this point you're hesitant to continue reading, but I want you to understand that I have given you full disclosure. Now that you know all about my dismal childhood affairs, it's time you do as I have done, and blame it on my upbringing... Yep. I'm talking about you mom & dad.

Beyond the styling choices that included dressing me in a red, velvet gown on Christmas Day 2002, my parents also indulged in some, dare I say, bold new looks...

Exhibit A, the bowl cut

Yep, that's me on the right.

I lived with that wicked hairdo for the first four years of my life. absolutely scarring.

 Even better, it made an appearance on my brothers very first birthday.

Ugh the bangs. Talk about a good first impression. 

So now, please, seriously

cut me some slack.

I was obviously deprived as a child, and Disney movies just did not make the cut on family movie night. We ran a tight ship in the Stevens household, and as you can see the poor parenting decisions unfortunately did not stop at the haircuts.

All jokes aside, my parents did an excellent job raising me into such a charming and witty individual, if I do say so myself. I mean look at me, starting my own blog. Doing my own laundry. Paying for my own various parking tickets...  Really making big strides in the adult world.

What more could you ask for?

ok ok i'm done I promise.

(for now)

Despite my lack of knowledge on nearly everything Disney, I would like to voice my enthusiasm for this class, and all the things I have yet to learn. I cannot wait to watch these films for the first time, and dive deep into Disney with you.