Is it Al or Maybe Just Din... or Aladdin?

The other day, I posted a blog with a flashback to the 90s (Don't remember it? Click here!). As a child in the 90s, I had my love for Disney, and what child didn't? Beauty and the Beast, The Lion King, Pocahontas... Aladdin. Ah, those were good times.

The awestruck moments of wonder and intrigue you had as an innocent child watching as our beloved heroes and heroines conquer their battles and live happily ever after. The music... Oh the music. Disney has always done music very well.

"I can show you the world ... dazzling, shimmering splendor..." I bet you know how the rest of that song goes.

If you are new to my blog, you may not know that I have a beauty channel on YouTube where I create various types of beauty videos and transformations. Normally, I try not to do the same thing over and over again, but I have been very keen on creating transformation videos. For Halloween, I created a transformation where I become the genie version of Jafar, which has been a fairly popular video for myself. In one of the comments, I got a request for me to do Aladdin next... and that's what I did recently. I transformed myself into a man...

For your viewing pleasure, here they are together:

I have to say - I do not make a pretty man. Even though this blog is all about the pretty things in life and appreciating them for what they are, I will not hesitate to say how happy I am to be a woman - this look suits me best. ;-)

Let me know what you think of these videos! Is there anything you'd like to see? If so, hop on over to my YouTube channel here and click that little subscribe button for more.

What is your most favorite Disney character? Is it Belle with her beauty and wit, or Ariel with her quirky independence? Perhaps, you like Woody and Buzz, or Jack and Gus from Cinderella. Tell me who it is in the comments below.

Happily ever after,

Em

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