Frozen (with embarrassment)
By Kirsten Scott-Wuori, Contributor
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Let me just preface this story by telling you how much I love Disney. The movies, the music, and the magic—it’s all good in my books. When Frozen came out last year I was hooked; it was old-school Disney—the animation didn’t make me cringe, and don’t even get me started about that soundtrack. Amazing. I wasted no time purchasing both the movie and soundtrack—which brings me back to my story.
As I was pulling into the Douglas parking lot, “Let It Go” came on, and I had to sing along. I parked my car in a quiet corner of the lot, and got into the song. When I finished belting those high notes and opened my eyes (because eyes cannot be open for a power ballad), I noticed that there was someone parked beside me, and that someone happened to be a guy in the class that I was now late for thanks to my musical moment. He had clearly just stopped to watch my performance.
I waited for a few minutes, pretending I didn’t see him, but we both knew he had. He made his way to the elevator, I made mine to the exit.
—Disney Princess, 22, New West