It’s not secret that I am a big fan of Emma Pillsbury. Well, I am actually more a fan of her clothing choices than I am of, well, her. Although, she does get to shtoop Uncle Jesse, so, you know, there’s that. But, sigh, the cardigans. The Mary Janes. The clean lines. And after THE PRECIOUS METALS SWEATER incident…you know, there was the whole argument over who had it first, and we worried that we might pull a Brenda and Kelly and (gasp!) both wear the same sweater on the same day and we know how *that* turned out, don’t we? (It was a pregnancy scare, wasn’t it?)
(photo courtesy of WWEPW, one of the best sites to ever exist)
So, there it was. I am Canada’s Emma Pillsbury. You know, officially. Even my Twitter bio says so. (No. It really does.)
Then. Something happened. There was a revelation.
Hells Bells, Trudy! I am NOT Emma Pillsbury after all. I am Alison Brie….as Annie on Community. And Trudy on Mad Men. (Has their ever been a luckier lady to ever be? I think not. Dudes. She is on Community AND Mad Men)
So, I forgive Trudy that horrific pink pregnancy nightie nightmare getup, because well, a) she has to be married to the icky Pete Campbell and b) DAY DRESSES. She is kind of a little piece of perfection all wrapped up in a sad little marriage.
(Did I mention the day dresses?)(Not unlike, you know, someone else we know…)
But, it’s really as I watch Community each week that I have started to realize that
I AM ANNIE EDISON.
(And not just because of the pen episode.)(What? THERE ARE NEVER ANY PENS!)
Remember when Annie wore this?
Remember when I wore it?
How about when she wore this?
And then when I did?
And then, you know, there was last night.
…which you may have remembered seeing here…
I think I need to change my Twitter bio…