I remember the pure joy that filled me when I first heard Disney announce they were creating a Black princess in their upcoming movie, Princess and the Frog. Though I was only nine years old at the time, it seemed like an eternity of looking at princesses that did not resemble me. On the playground, my more traditionally western looking friends were puzzled handing out assignments for who should be what princess. The group of elementary girls usually allocated me the role of Pocahontas because of her darker skin, an appearance not common in the lineup of Disney princesses at the time. I often found myself questioning my own worth and capabilities because of the lack of powerful women of color I knew of, so when a hard-working, kind Black woman