Welcome back to Thoughts While Watching, my exploratory series that dares to ask: what was going on back in the day?! Join me in witnessing Disney’s vintage-est media with modern eyes. THE WONDERFUL WORLD OF DISNEY’S DISNEYLAND COLOR TELEVISION SPECIAL And one of my favorite-est bits of Disney’s vintage-est media, my TWW north star if you will, is an...
Continue readingHow To Have Fun With Disney’s Face Characters: An Awkward Girl’s Guide
Every once in a while a Disney parks-centered story breaches containment and is picked up by a cross-section of non-Disney media. Generally this is triggered by some form of bad behavior, real or perceived. The kerfuffle currently making the rounds surrounds an awkward girl and Disney face characters. I’m not going to pass judgment on this situation as I...
Continue readingI Think I’m A Running Vest Girl Now
Congratulations, pod people! I have officially transformed into a running vest girl. 😜 THE RUNNING VEST FINALLY CAUGHT UP WITH ME I’m not sure if it’s a quirk of neurodivergence or a character flaw or some combination thereof, but there are some things that I simply cannot come around to until I’m ready. It didn’t matter how often you...
Continue readingWhich Way World Showcase? Disney’s Least Contentious Debate
Can our divide over World Showcase unite us? The Walt Disney World fandom is an interesting beast. At its heart, a Disney vacation is an inherently unserious and lighthearted pursuit. That’s what many of us love about it. When people love something, they develop a passion for its aspects. Sometimes that passion manifests itself in varying degrees of –...
Continue readingHow To Build A Run Streak Wardrobe With Constantly Varied Gear
You know what I look forward to most as part of my annual Ocean City family vacation? It’s not the beach; it’s not the carnival rides; heck, it’s not even the Thrasher’s french fries. It’s my run streak. Yes, really! MY VACATION RUN STREAK TRADITION I’m not normally a run streak kinda girl. Don’t misunderstand – I respect a...
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