I love, love, love The Big Bang Theory. TBBT, and NCIS, are the only shows that I remember the day and time the show airs. I don’t watch much TV preferring to read after a day of writing, or going back to the computer after dinner and playing on Facebook, or writing something that has nothing to do with the work in progress, like writing this blog. : )
That all changes whenever there is a new singing show, of course, because I’m also in love with them: Idol, The X-Factor, and The Voice. I love the raw talent and the way decisions are made by the judges. And then I love to watch that raw talent being molded and shaped into a future star. Sometimes I cry. Well, a lot of times I cry. I cry if someone’s voice is so pure that it takes my breath away. I cry if someone talented is cut. I cry when dreams are shattered. I cry when a favorite makes it into the next round. I cry for the winner, and I cry for the runner-up. Those singing shows are emotionally cathartic for me. After a good cry, I sleep like a baby. Now back to tiaras.
I loved Amy Farrah Fowler’s love for her tiara. If you know her character you know she is the most unlikely person to walk around with a circle of rhinestones, or diamonds, on her head. Amy is a super geek. There is nothing frilly or overly feminine about Amy, and she is unlike any woman I know, or have ever known. Yet, I adore her. I love her intelligence. She is always true to her character. When I laugh along with the show it puts me in a pleasant frame of mind. After a good laugh, I sleep well.
So why did I love the tiara episode? Because it showed another side of her, a side that maybe she’d squashed many years before as she challenged herself to achieve in education. Or maybe she never thought she was pretty, or that any guy would ever fall in love with her. That tiara had her not only embracing Sheldon Cooper, and forgiving him for a prior wrongdoing, but it had her embracing the feminine aspects of herself and I loved that. And here’s my favorite quote from the episode:
Amy: Jewelry? Seriously? Sheldon, you are the most shallow, self-centered person I have ever met. Do you really think that another transparently manipul… Oh! It’s a tiara! A tiara. I have a tiara! Put it on me, put it on me, put it on me, put it on me, put it on me, put it on me, put it on me.
Penny: You look beautiful
Amy: Of course I do. I’m a princess and this is my tiara.
Sheldon: You were right, the tiara was too much.
No matter our background, age, body weight, or outward appearance, wouldn’t it be nice to toss away all of our former ideas of self and spend at least one day wearing a tiara and being a princess?