[Editor's Note: We asked for 125-175 words on the title question; this is what we got in response]
Miles deep below the furrows of garden soil, lurking in the shadows of reality and seeping through the hazes of oddity, a young girl, born from a perverted love affair between Lewis Carroll and a young female neighbor, stands atop a pedestal compared to her counterparts in Walt Disney’s elitist clique of The Princesses.
Miss Alice yearns for an escape from her hopelessly mundane and indefinitely forecasted existence; a true break from complacency, compelled simply by her sheer curiosity and inquisitiveness. Our wanderer of Wonderland offers young women a healthy portrayal of a female free of dependence upon a male, as she undertakes a terrifying journey in an unknown land with not a soul to associate with. Unattuned to idiosyncrasies of society, Alice’s spirit is teeming with the rapture of her imagination and she accepts Wonderland for its handsome eccentricity and the delicious ambiguity of its inhabitants. Our heroine is quite human in making countless rash errors, as in consuming glass vials and shortbread cookies outwardly demanding their own consumption. However, she becomes quite conscious of such blunders and strives to conjure lessons from her ill-fated situations. One characteristic of Miss A herself, which radiates deep and persistent throughout her adventures, is her unbiased open heart with which she encounters and considers every quite incontestably foreign creature. In a day and age where quickly conjured conclusions stand as lily pads to us being frogs, we need a heroine who passes no judgment to those dubbed weird and mad.
Because isn’t it the truth…We’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad. You ask how do I know you’re mad? Well, you must be. Or you wouldn’t have come here.
Liz Lawton is a guest writer and wishes she were Alice of Wonderland
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