hw 23: handbags from hell

With Apologies to Virginia Woolf

As I nonchalantly read about Anne Hathaway’s pitiable relationship that is covered by a handbag as said in the blog “Hath-Away” today on Jezebel (http://jezebel.com/gossip/hath_away%3F/-313742.php). Here the woman gets a handbag, a small insignificant gesture to cover up adultery as if it were a spill down the front of her shirt. Nevertheless, she takes the handbag, walks through New York City and smiles, smiles like there is no spill at all, because that is why he gave it to her. At least Anne got her handbag before her relationship got too serious, before she turned in to one of the most talked about Bridezillas of Britain on Jezebel (http://jezebel.com/gossip/hells-bells/return-of-the-british-bridezillas-313638.php). Anne and these girls have something in common, they are all walking through New York City toward something they cannot even enter, something only their husbands and boyfriends can enter into. These “bridezillas” and their hellish make up and demands because for once, on that one day it is supposed to be about them, not their husbands and his coat tails but her, and her wedding dress and expectations for the night. So they grab their handbags with clenched fists and Anne shows them exactly how to walk right up to that door, and with pride walk away. Because that is what women do, they pretend and pretend and pretend that they can one day walk through the same doors their men do, and they pretend with pride.