She told them all to take PTO because, Games.

There HAS to be to this, right? I mean, the victims had their arms twisted are saying it wasn’t something they were even really aware of, yet he goes sobbing to his parents that he’s done bad things? Their Director of Lies has a continuity issue, here.

Thank you for publishing things that appeal to feminist lit-nerds. Really geeked out on this one... the book is on my list.

Agree. Mom is much better looking and more appealing.

LOL, we tease one of my friends (she sorta looks like these ladies, as a matter of fact) thusly: “Your hair is beige. Your skin is beige. The clothes you wear are beige. The food you eat is beige.” And so forth. I would imagine Danner ate a lot of beige food in the days before her daughter invented green smoothies.

Nailed it.

That’s some Kardashian-level contouring. And media-manipulation. And spin.

Many +1s. So true.

I frequently stay with a relative on the UES, and I have two specific memories, both of them performed by older “ladies who lunch” types: in one, the woman ran down the street to give a man some money he’d left in an ATM. In another, the woman literally grabbed a young girl, a tourist, around the waist, hip lifted her…

So - keep navy! (adore your point about it being an exciting color for a sweaty person.) The decision to limit colors was a really personal thing; I did it to de-clutter. The black/navy decision had to happen because for many years my job consisted of “you’re on a plane tomorrow” and it always seemed like the piece I…

Great list, thanks!

Yes! First thing I did was NARROW & EDIT the color palette: black/gray/cream/white + blue, green, a red here and there and of course denim (navy had to go, I cried as it left the pier). Then everything started to fall into place. I always look pretty much the same because it looks and IS a uniform, but IDGAF. Dressing…

Her husband makes her keep that style.

Also curious that He seems to speak to and support a Rule of Men —-> true of fundie religions the world over.

That’s how I prepare them: sliced, in a pan with buttah and TONS of garlic, then a tablespoon each of white wine and chicken stock to finish steaming when they are browned.

Some magazine did a do-over and had her hair straight and modern-looking and that disappeared, stat. I guess God and Jim Bob agree on that early 90s look.

Humor me. Put one finger over one side of her face at a time. One side shows just what you said — all sweetness and light; the other side is darker and shows anxiety and pain — almost fear.

SO well put.

More like, “gedoff my lawn, yer blocking my awe-inspiring sunset.”

Heh. Clicked on the link, now I’m getting naughty Halloween costume pop-ups all over. Yay cookies.