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November 29, 2003
Becoming a Hepburn
Went to pick up my sister's three boys at the airport this a.m. I was in my usual boot-cut, t-shirt, clogs, no make-up and just the basics of daily hygiene. As I was rushing from the parking lot to the baggage claim I caught site of an older woman. She seemed to be floating along the people mover walkway in her own little globe of light. She was tall with her graying hair swept up from her slender long neck. Everything about her was in place and simply elegant. Just like Audrey Hepburn.
On the drive home, amidst trying to keep the 6 year old from spontaneously combusting, I thought about my attempted metamorphosis of style/self. When I was much younger I wanted to be like Audrey Hepburn. Thin (always the thin thing), delicate, long necked and always genteelly dressed. Oh, and I wanted the streak in my hair that she had in Breakfast at Tiffany's. The streak that only showed when she wore her hair up. I was tall. I could be thin, couldn't I? Couldn't I?
By my thirties I had given up on Audrey and decided maybe I could do Katharine Hepburn. She was more my speed. Much stronger, more forceful, lower maintenance and she hated to wear dresses. There was still that thin thing though. I could still try for thin. I could!
Today, after seeing that woman I realized I've given up my Hepburn dreams. In fact my style has deteriorated since high school. At least then I wore make up. I am what I am. I like my jeans. I like my t-shirts. I like my clogs. I figure if men look good without make-up then I do too. Sorry guys. The only way I'm going to be like a Hepburn is if Katharine has a third cousin named Bubba up in Montana somewhere. Me and Bubba Hepburn. Yup. We be just alike.
Posted by swift at November 29, 2003 9:09 AM