Saturday, May 4, 2019

Hipsy's View: Padmé, A Forgotten Queen?

Hello everyone, and Happy Star Wars Day; May the 4th be with you. This was the first Star Wars Day I had officially celebrated ever. I work at an entertainment/bookstore that highly encourages dressing up and participating in holidays and anything we want to celebrate. But by the end of the day, I was starting to feel a little discouraged (as well as exhausted from a busy day on the weekend) when I kept getting questions of who I was or why I had my face painted. I was fine answering the little children's questions since the ones that asked seemed too young to know all the Star Wars characters, but I felt down when so many of the adults asked me if I was a mime or why I painted an oriental mask on my face. Once I had said "I'm Padmé," most people then knew who my character was.

I know most of my frustration of this was because I was tired towards the end of my day, but part of me thought "How could you forget Padmé? She's literally the mother of the Skywalkers we all learned to love throughout generations!" But I understand if Padmé slips people's minds once in a while; she's not talked about much, and it has mostly to do with how some distaste people have for the prequel movies. Though some of the scenes and dialogue were tough to get through, Padmé's and Anakin's story is just as important since they form the space odyssey we all love to this day.

I know this blog was more of a rant, but there are times when we all need to get our thoughts out in the open, even if they seem silly or ridiculous. This blog helps me express my thoughts and share with you all. Hope you had a wonderful day, whichever way spent the day. Let me know what you think about the costume. It may not have been dead-on, but it's not bad when you need to improvise with whatever's in your closet. Until next time.



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