This morning, a video about Winx Club popped up in my YouTube recommendations: something about Netflix cancelling Fate: The Winx Saga (called it) and a new live-action adaptation in the works.
I stopped following Winx news a while ago. I didn’t even know Winx Saga season two had premiered until my sister told me about it. And I don’t know the progress or air date of Winx season 9 (or Winx Shorts or whatever it’s called now).
But I couldn’t help but be curious. I clicked on the video…and an ad started. Of course.
While I was waiting for the “Skip Ad” button to appear, I started feeling…anxious. Even seeing the Winx and Iginio Straffi’s faces filled me with dread rather than joy. I guess I need to accept it: Winx Club doesn’t make me happy anymore.
Not that I don’t have fond memories of it. Or that I don’t love Aisha and Nex anymore. I’m just sick of being a Winx fan.
At least online. If Rainbow sold Winx dolls in the U.S. again, I’d snatch them up like every day was Christmas. And part of me still wants to cosplay Aisha. Also, I still want to write my rewrite, but that would be my last hurrah.
What does that mean for this blog? I don’t know. Maybe I’ll turn it into a site for my rewrite and talk about Aisha and Nex on the side (if there’s anything else to talk about). I still have the other Aisha/Nex blog, too.
I’ll let you know. Thanks for being patient with me.