I think I'm a pretty average sort of lady, into sort of average lady things. For instance, here are some of my interests:
- Sparkling water
- Pride and Prejudice
- Long talks with other ladies
- Butter cream frosting
- Expensive haircuts
- Being admired
However, because I'm a pretty average sort of lady, I am a perfect candidate for having my Ladyhood shoved up my nose to distract me while my purse is rifled though and $9 is extracted from my wallet. This is called a Romantic Comedy, and unfortunately, if you like Lady Stuff and you like movies, you end up seeing a lot of these. Romantic Comedies, unlike Lady-Targeted Period Pieces (which I'll get to in a minute), are basically a 112 minute advertisement for things like Diet Coke, The Gym, J. Crew, Makeup, and Hawaii. The point is partly to take your $9, but ALSO to take your self confidence (imagine your keys) and chuck it far, far out into a bluish, crystalline tropical sea. And then they smile at you and say, "Well shoot, Girl! That's going to be a bitch to get back. Luckily, we happen to know about some products that can help..."
The Lady-Targeted Period Piece is a little different, and not quite as lucrative, so they don't make quite so many of them. Basically, there's always a unbearably gorgeous man with a surprisingly updated haircut and eyes like a dairy cow's, wearing a top hat and breeches. He can't live without the heroine, etc etc, and you usually leave the movie feeling wistful, harboring a vague notion that Kiera Knightly is a complete hag.
Anyway, my point is this: I went to the movies this weekend, and was pleasantly surprised to find myself walking out of the theater feeling...well, really good. Like it was fine that I was wearing yoga pants and a button down shirt that fit me before I started lactating, but now, not so much. It made me feel kind of...cool, I think.
So, go see Whip It before Matthew McConaughey finds out women are feeling good about themselves and they shut the thing down.