Here’s what Lex had to say about this one:
So I was thinking not too long ago about heros and role models— there are far too few commendable ones, don’t you think? Specifically I was trying to remember who I wanted to be when I was little.
Of course Mom, she was the first and the greatest: always made the best dinners and gave the best hugs and was prettier than all the other moms… and uncanny with a glue gun.
But then there was She-Ra.
She was pretty and had a horse-cum-unicorn! And she could deliver a mean roundhouse kick for the vanquishing of evil. With sparkles. What more could a young person want? Except for a great outfit —although not as fitting on me as it was or her, I must confess.
[I personally think that Lex rocks the shit out of that outfit, but this is beside the point.]
Who was/is your hero? And did you have fantasies of inhabiting their greatness for yourself, or were you content to admire it from afar?