Some people say that lawyers are incapable of creative thought. It’s not true! As many as 25% of all lawyers are capable of creative thoughts… the other 75% are mostly really good at adapting others’ work to make it look like their own. So, in the spirit of wanton theft adaptation, I’d like to share with you an idea for your own adaptation.
Who doesn’t admire Mrs. G? Who doesn’t jump up and down to see a new post in their reader? And who doesn’t enjoy her Secret Boyfriend posts? Likewise, what feminist doesn’t pause for thought at the media and advertising criticisms that sometimes appear at the back of Ms.? (it’s been a decade long time since I read it, I will admit.) You probably also enjoy reading Alejna’s posts about her Kick-Ass women project. (If you don’t know the KAWP, go! I’ll be here when you’re done…) So while I was in the shower this morning, all of these ideas coalesced while I was thinking about a freelance idea I’ve been meaning to use for a pitch– but I don’t think I’m going to get it done. And since I was re-reading my freelance writing bible yesterday (recommended by the wonderful, amazing Mrs. Chicken), I’ve decided to take their advice and share my unused ideas.
So… starting today, I’d like to share the idea of Mrs. BLC’s Secret Girlfriends, a randomly-ocurring serious of inspiring women whose work, self-confidence, intelligence, grace, and sometimes downright hawtness make me wish they were my real girlfriend– women I’d love to have over for dinner and a bottle of wine or three. (Mr. BLC is being sarcastic in the background here, and telling me I should call the series “My own personal Gayle.”) I might choose women in film/tv/stage, or musicians, or writers, or other women of note. And I invite you all to adapt away. I’d love to see who you find inspiring.
I therefore present Mrs. BLC’s first secret girlfriend, Glenn Close:
Mad acting skillz aside, Glenn Close is the epitome of graceful aging. She’s athletic, but not skinny. She’s taken roles that have brought her fame, then taken time off to raise her family out of the limelight. She’s not afraid of playing unlikeable women, or villians, or any damn role she pleases– and then making them human, which to me is the scary hard part. And, reader? Mrs. BLC would kill for upper arms like Ms. Close’s.
(I’m off to find my tennis racket.)