I don't have an
older brother, or any kind of brother for that matter, which meant that if I wanted to play with the boys I had to
be one of them. It was fine by me. I didn't get my first
Barbie doll until
puberty anyway.
I had short hair, and sandals, and scruffy t-shirts. I climbed trees and intrepidly fought off hordes of alien invading forces. I was Captain Kirk, I was Steve Austin, I kicked ass.
Then last year a bunch of geek friends of mine were casting Star Wars for a joke, and who did I get to be? Right. Princess fucking Leia.