As a little girl, Disney was ingrained into my life at every point possible. And by every point, I mean everything. I’m talking about notebooks, mugs, school bags, princess dresses, anything Disney (and also Dora the Explorer themed) I wanted. And I think like most of my generation, watching Disney and dreaming of being Rapunzel or Mulan or Jasmine as my long-time career was an everyday activity.
However, being mixed heritage, I was always disappointed when the next princess or character came out being, yet again, another white, skinny, long-haired girl. Mulan was really the only character I felt even a slight bit connected to whilst growing up.
