My obsession with Star Wars started when I was 5. I stumbled into the game room and found my brother watching, Revenge of the Sith. I stopped in my tracks in awe. The movie captivated me instantly. All the action, the over the top characters and the futuristic world was enthralling. I also had a huge crush on Anakin. It didn’t take long for me to discover all the prequels and of course watch all the sequels.
I wanted to be apart of the Star Wars universe.The force became with me, always. There were endless lightsaber battles with my brother—until we were in our late teens. I’ve owned everything from bubbled bath, to pajamas, boxes of cereal, puzzles, pillows, and a slew of toys. As an adult my collection has grown to tracking down rare items and hording posters—which I refuse to open because I’m afraid they will be devalued. When I was 13 I dressed up as Padmé—I made my costume and it was so much fun.
More importantly, my love of Star Wars reminds me of my childhood. I had zero responsibility and my imagination was allowed to run wild. They were happy and carefree times. Snuggled up on the sofa with my brother and friends to stay up late and binge watching all the movies. Christmas stockings full of Star Wars goodies, hunting for Star Wars Easter eggs, trick or treating in a Star Wars costume and even sending out Star Wars Valentines. On Star Wars Day last year (May 4Th), I did R2D2 inspired makeup.
Every so often I hope you find yourself reminiscing about your favorite childhood movie.