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Something that always confused me about that story: the fairy godmother used magic to enchant Cinders rags to create the illusion of a gown, but the enchantments were supposed to end at midnight. Why didn’t the glass slipper revert back to whatever it was before? Was she really scrubbing the floors wearing glass slippers?
Is Prince Charming an ancestor of Doctor Doofensmirtz?
Meh. I think it’s pretty accurate. Try meeting up with a friend* at a random public place, like a grocery store, and then pretending to lose them. Describe them to a security guard or employee and I guarantee the clothing description you give will be better and more detailed than you trying to describe their bodily features.
Now imagine you’ve only met the person once, and you were in a delicious haze of alcohol, whatever drugs they used in cinderella’s time/local, and the raging sex hormones of being a prince that was pursued by many different ladies. He might have the dawning sense of familiarity upon seeing cinderella’s face, but if she was dressed completely differently, like a common scullion ordered about by her wicked step-family, and thus had her hair done differently, covered, and demeanor and bearing were changed, because again she’s basically being beaten down by her step-family… well, I wouldn’t be surprised he couldn’t immediately tell who she was.
*a child, 4-10, is much better at doing this with for the experiment, but good luck getting the child to understand what you want without spoiling their ignorance for said experiment.
drugs in Cinderella’s time
the origin of the story is Strabo’s Geographia c. 7BCE–24ACE, in what is modern day Giza, Egypt.
So likely Cassia, Hemp, Myrrh, Frankincense, Cinnamon, Saffron, Agarwood and Alcohol.
reading the summary, it doesn’t seem like the king even saw that slave girl, only her shoe delivered by an eagle
so prolly not those
Yes exactly! With only two solid facts about your Cinderella (1. They work in the service industry, 2. They wear a size 5.5 crystal shoe), you’re never realistically going to find them. Especially if they’re in their work clothes with their work personality on. So there’s really only one option left.
Go round every local coffee shop, burger joint and hotel and get all the staff to try on your weird tiny shoe.
In the eyes of a member of the ruling class, she fades into the background of the faceless proletariat.
is this clark kent?
Here, fixed that for you:
Where did you come from, where did you go? Where did you come from, Cotton-Eye Joe?
Cinderella? I barely know 'er!