the devils in disguise
Because it starts on one of the HBO channels every, oh, 26 minutes, and because I am a sucker for flicks about cute girls living cute lives in cute clothes, I have been a bit obsessed with The Devil Wears Prada lately. And in my Prada-oversaturation, I have come to a realization: I hate "Andrea's" friends. I hate her boyfriend. What the fuck is their problem, begrudging a cute girl her cute life in cute clothes?
I mean, yes, she was late for that birthday dinner. But come on! It was work! Okay, if we're going to get technical, there's always a "choice" to not do what your boss says, but wouldn't that choice involve a subsequent firing? Do these friends want her to be out on the streets? In ugly clothes?
Please, tell me I'm not crazy, because I'm starting to wonder if working in entertainment for so long has made me think that any request that fits under the umbrella of work is a reasonable one.
(Aside from those that would necessitate a lawsuit, of course.)

You're totally right on. Who would want to go back to the dingy apartment too.
Posted by: MsMamma | August 22, 2007 at 12:16 PM