What Not to Wear to Disneyland

Isn’t that sweet? Natasha Narula got all dolled up in a princess dress to take her daughter to Disneyland Paris. But when they reached the gates of the Gauloises Kingdom, they were taken aside by, um — okay, let’s choose Jafar — who told Mum she could take her copyright-infringing outfit somewhere else:

‘Being pulled aside by the security team was so humiliating,’ she said. ‘They said to me, ‘‘You can’t get in here looking like that’’. I was wearing a silly, puffy-sleeved wedding dress with a birthday badge and Mickey Mouse ears. I hardly looked like Princess Belle from Beauty and the Beast.’

Please, don’t judge: Mum bought the “totally hideous wedding dress” for twenty quid at Oxfam. She knows it was tacky. That was the point.

Perhaps she should have tried Jessica Rabbit instead. Looks like she could rock a glittering bustier.

‘Princess’ banned from Disneyland over dress [Metro UK, via LuxMentis]

Which Disney Villain Are You? [BrainFall]


According to the Disney Villain quiz, I am Jafar! Yay!

Now — who the hell is Jafar? Is he sufficiently evil for my genius?

@Pedonator: I was equally clueless, but Silent Creative Partner referred me to the Disney Archives for the answer:

That he is evil, we are in no doubt; he is the worst sort of traitor, betraying the Sultan while pretending to be a faithful advisor.

So, Iago pasted into Aladdin.

Dang. I’m Lady Tremaine.

When you infringe upon our stuff
Makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires
Will be torn from you

If your heart is in your dream
Any request is too extreme
When you infringe upon our stuff
As mothers do

Fate is cruel
She brings to those who have bucks
The sweet fulfillment of
Their greedy longing

Like a bolt out of the blue
Fate steps in and sees you through
When you infringe upon our stuff
We will say screw you

@nojo: Perfect. Just sent my updated resume to Goldman Sachs.

@ManchuCandidate: Lucky for you that Berlin v. E.C. Publications (1964) was decided in favor of Mad’s right to parody lyrics, or the DMCA takedown notice would have already arrived in my in-box.


There is actually an “Iago” in Aladin, you know. It’s the parrot.

Huzzah those brain dead guys from Mad.

I’m sure that I would have already gotten a C’N D from the various folks whose lyrics I’ve used for purposes other than the way they were intended.

@Tommmcatt Loves The Giant Floating Head: Mind you, I’m still pissed that they tore down the Country Bear Jamboree.

TJ for today’s “Jesus H. Christ on a crutch” story:

Ore. man selling ad space on his urn
Seems Aaron’s socialist disability/medicaid funds aren’t covering the medical bills for the terminal colon cancer that has metastasized to his liver, so he’s selling ads on his urn to pay for cremation, etc., so as not to leave his wife too burdened with debt.
I will now go think about how I have no problems whatsoever.

@Tommmcatt Loves The Giant Floating Head:

That’s a pretty standard martial arts tumble. People who’re really good can soar up and over person and tumble over a distance of about 15 feet-ish. Dude probably trained in Kung Fu, Hapkido, Aikido or related.

People often discover hidden talents when they train in martial arts. You’d be surprised what you can do. Last Summer, I discovered that my talent(?) is cartwheels. Fucking cartwheels. The fighting techniques are still a major challenge, but I can do two or three cartwheels in a row while picking up a knife or a faux gun. But still, why’d it have to be cartwheels? It’s like the being the villian from Doctor Horrible’s SAB whose superpower is making people perspire.

@ManchuCandidate: Me, too! And, to bring it full circle, I had to google that one, though I knew right away who Jafar was.

@Tommmcatt Loves The Giant Floating Head: Please. Let me see it backwards in 3 inch heels with taps and I might be impressed.

@Original Andrew: I used to do killer cartwheels. I knew we had a secret bond. I used to love to do them one-handed. Which turned out to be good training for… other things.

And BTW. I don’t care if it is Franch. Bitch, please! You do Not. Fuck.With. The. Mouse. She’s lucky they didn’t take her behind La Montagne de L’Espace and cause her serious psychological trauma. Sidebar: I’m told that Hitchcock wanted to do a thriller set in Disneyland but couldn’t get permission. True, Catt? Could have been real fun. of well, as we say at EuroDisney, tant pis.


Who knows. The only story I know from that era is that Harlan Ellison was on the lot as a screenwriter and got canned for suggesting in jest that Minnie, Micky, Donald, and Daisy should do a stag film together.

Walt apparently was not amused.

@Tommmcatt Loves The Giant Floating Head: I can imagine. I know that name. HE? Hmm.

But just think, North By Northwest at Disneyland! What a great idea. Think what fun.

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