Next year the cover girl will be the subject of a Hallmark Christmas movie. As Covid spokes, she will give into her parents pleas to return to her quaint hometown fir the Christmas season. There she will run into the nerd she avoided in high school who is running the local health department and crushing Covid numbers down.
First they have the obligatory bug city girl small town guy antipathy, and at midnight on December 31, they remove their masks in front of the town. Christmas and have a good snog She starts a small business in the town that is instantly successful and employs the 69 something friends if her mouthed who plotted to get her tiger her with the nerd. Wedding in July 4th with red white and blue theme. |
That’s a martini glass. And she needs to clean up her house |
I see no problem with this. And I am a 55 yr old SAHM.
I see this as a young working woman working remotely during pandemic. Her usual cleaning lady is not coming so her apt is messy. She is eating at home instead of in restaurants and office cafeteria so all the take-out containers. And she is not been able to get herself waxed because she is not dating IRL. She can let it all go because she is only responsible for herself and her cats, but not kids and a household. I see freedom. Also, the human population is not on the verge of extinction. There is no reason for people to procreate unless they want to. I do not see someone who is sad. And women do not have to have kids to be complete. |
Not the kind of millennials focused on by institutions like the New Yorker. Those millennials have family wealthy (at least to the extent that they never had to take out student loans), degrees from elite schools, and cushy wfh jobs. |
I'd watch it. |
If the story were told from the nerd’s perspective, it would be an Adam Sandler made-for-netflix movie. Although instead of health department head, he’d be a lowly lab janitor who discovered a cure for Covid by accident. |
How do you know from the cover that she has not gotten waxed? |
DP. I see stubble. |
+1,000 |
50-year old mother of two. This is what I see, too. Freedom from expectations. |
Tsk. Tsk. Hard liquor and clutter..how awful. |
Reality should actually have another kid all up in the zoom camera, or at least climbing on her back. And the baby should be crying. Don’t forget to put the husband laying back on the couch, giving his shirt a nice little tuck. |
And don’t forget the prescription bottles! Certainly an anti-depressant at a minimum. |
I don't mean this rudely, but maybe you need new friends. I don't have kids, am single, and I haven't left a one mile radius of my apartment since March, except for twice when I went to the doctor/dentist. I wouldn't date now! I have met up with one local family I'm related to for an hour in a park three times. I probably won't see them again in person until mid-to-late January, because of so many people traveling and cases spiking. No vacations. |
Seriously, I look at this cover and see .. me! The Amazon boxes unopened, t trying to be calm in the center of a chaotic mess, and yes I’m polished with makeup and a sophisticated bun for my virtual meetings from the waist up, but what lies beneath is anyone’s guess of possibility. Looks like today it was gym shorts and faux fur slippers day, maybe because I had the Martini too soon? but I have the wine bottles on the fridge to pair with dinner so I’m not an alcoholic since they are uncorked. Clearly a tough day, I’m also looking at someone’s stupidity online while scrolling through dcum on my phone and lurking in the çats are better than dogs thread. Only issue is I wouldn’t drink whatever is in the martini glass with a bottle of prescription.
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