There are just some lines that are so brilliant, so obvious, so completely on the nose that a writer can spend the better part of a day trying to figure how she didn't think to write it first. This she has done just that.
How could I not have thought to marry two popical (that's topical and popular culture, better late than never) references? It's like that category on Jeopardy:
The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants + Pantsuit = Genius.
I'm Greek. I had a Yia Yia. How did I miss it? I hate myself.
Make no mistake: I've never had a single ounce of affection for Hillary Clinton. Not one cc. But during the non-stop pantsuit comedy roast primary season, I jumped to HRC's fashion defense(see this blog, July 6th, until I can figure out how to link), not because I liked her, but because:
1. I like pantsuits a lot
2. Yves Saint Laurent had just gone to the big garment district in the sky
3. It was the feminist thing to do
But with that one line- HOW DID I NOT THINK OF IT?- justice was served.
Today, August 27, 2008 marks the day I became a fan of Hillary. Or at least her speech writer.
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