Are you more Scarlett or Melanie? We had a heated discussion on Scarlett and "Gone With the Wind" on my writers' loop. I'm convinced the men who hate Scarlett are the ones who can't handle her, but what can I say, I'm more Scarlett. And come on girls, how many men PICK Melanie by choice? Why is that? The Bible says that beauty fades and charm is deceiving, but we see who's surrounded at the BBQ at Twelve Oaks. What's a little innocent clutch with a married man if you get that gorgeous red dress at the party? Okay, I'm kidding, I'm kidding. But I do love that dress. It's my favorite in the movie, and I have the Barbie to prove it.
I love Scarlett. She's a survivor. When everyone up and dies on her, who's the one who keeps Tara? When her sister can't seal the deal with Mr. Kennedy, who's the one who gets gussied up, and does what has to be done to pay the taxes on Tara? Granted, she breaks all the commandments doing so, but you do have to admire her spark. There's something admirable about a woman who overcomes.
I think I'm more Prissy. Today I went to Santana Row (Disneyland-looking shopping center with ritzy stores, etc -- oh where I met Donald Pliner!) It's really hot here and my MS makes me dizzy when it's like that, and I tripped over this curb, and landed on my knee, my elbow, my head and ended up on my back like an upside-down ladybug trying to figure out which way was up. The good news is that I hurt too much to be embarrassed. The bad news is I hurt too much to find it terribly funny.
I had to pull it together when my editor called, and my brain was not functioning yet. So while I'd like to be Scarlett, I see my hands up around my face screaming hysterically, "Miss Scarlett, I don't know nuthin' bout birthin no babies!"
Picture: Big Sur -- Pray for our beautiful California and its firefighters!! Leaving for Florida tomorrow, wooohooo!! Mama's going on Vacation!