I’m the kind of girl who picks zombies over Grammys. Well, mostly. I’m actually the kind of girl who watches about 11 minutes of the Grammys — enough to see Pharrell win something, Taylor Swift not win something, a cupcake dress, and Madonna’s inner thighs — and accidentally discover that the zombies are back on tv after a way-too-long hiatus.
It’s funny, that. Because red carpets are high up on my long list of things I love — a list that includes such favorites as the perfect black pencil skirt, good scotch, maps, elbow patches, black and white toile, people who smell good, bicycles, a man in a suit, judging books by their covers, and oversized mugs — and I love, love, love music. But the Grammys? Not my thing. I’m saving up for the Oscars where Eddie Redmayne is sure to show up in velvet. (and probably that new wife of his, but, eh, mostly the velvet.)
I’m also the kind of girl who thinks it’s hilarious that I even own an ironing board. Maybe I should just sell it with my house.
I’m also the kind of girl who loves introducing my childhood favorites to my children. Things that went over really well: The Princess Bride, The Goonies, Ghostbusters, The Wonder Years. Thing that did not go over well: Saved By The Bell. The kids were skeptical, and not just because of Zack Morris’ giant cell phone. And Isabella walked out of the room during The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. Also, hold the phone, did you know that in the first season the Fresh Prince theme song has AN EXTRA VERSE?! Yes, and now everything makes more sense and no sense all at the same time. Also, Isabella is still only lukewarm about The Baby-sitters Club, but I’m still holding out hope that when she gets to Logan Likes Mary Anne that she’ll be hooked4life. It’s #10, for the record.
I’m also the kind of girl who makes it not-even 5 minutes before changing into jammies after I walk into the house after work. I’m also the kind of girl who calls them jammies. Whatever, I also sometimes use my selfie stick when I’m not in a foreign country.
(And I watch The Bachelor.)

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