I am obsessed with Wonder Woman.
As a child, if you asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up — I would tell you Wonder Woman. I never missed an episode of the TV series with Linda Carter (I have the entire collection on DVD). And I used to lasso my younger brother in the back yard with my magic rope while dressed in a leotard, boots and tin foil wrapped around my wrist. Yes, I also had Wonder Woman underoos. But who didn’t?
When I was about 7 or 8, we had a fall festival at my small school and it included a costume contest. Guess what my costume was? It wasn’t very impressive. It was one of those plastic jumpsuit-looking things from Kmart that had the Wonder Woman look painted on the front. But I thought I was Wonder Woman! I was so excited for everyone to see me.
And then it happened. She showed up. I can’t even remember her name, but she was a year younger than me and she looked just like Linda Carter. Long, black hair. Perfect skin. And the costume? Her mom sewed her the exact replica of Wonder Woman’s outfit: the bustier, the starry bloomers, she even had the perfect boots. I couldn’t compete. I was devastated.
I’ll never forget that day when I realized I wasn’t Wonder Woman. It ranks up there as one of the most disappointing days of my life. But, as a mom, I realize it’s okay for your children to be disappointed. They need to learn that life doesn’t always turn out the way you want it. Sometimes there’s a better Wonder Woman out there.
But if you work hard and set your mind to it — you can have it one day. I’ll give you one guess about what’s hanging in my closet right now. The best damn Wonder Woman costume you’ve ever seen.