October 09, 2009


But the films reminded me that I was not a biological sport so much as an anachronism: a grown-up lady. I live at the top my 30s and have counted among the tall bottle blonds of this world since I was 11. I strap on tall pumps, tight skirts, and red lipstick, and am not known to suffer fools gladly. Iím that old-time broad with a wisecrack and a broken heart. Someone who earned her faceófor better and worse. A woman rather than a girl in a town, a country, an era that does not embrace growing up.

Pow. Pow. Pow. Lisa Rosman is baaaaack, girls blogging bout film.

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