Such great expectations are set for me. As we sit watching Will & Grace my siblings remind me of all the people who say I look and sound just like her. They sheepishly admit they have thought the same thing since the moment they laid eyes on her.
I've had complete strangers tell me the same thing. And while I'm flattered because clearly she is someone to aspire to be like, I'm a little terrified. Do my boobs meld into my waist? Is my laugh that nasal? Do I make small children cry?
I clearly need to marry money to make my evil ways justifiable.
But it still leaves me with such a feeling of inadiquacy.
Karen Walker. The mythical queen of bitchy snark. I can't even begin to touch such greatness. And here I've been wasting my potential by trying to be
nice? What the hell am I thinking?
"The best part of the party was telling the kids that the balloons were made of candy."
Ah, but isn't there Someone who tells us how to act? :)
I love that show. Karen is so awesome. My friend was watching reruns at lunch the other day and then called and said "Um, you might know me as Lulu, but my name is Karen Walker and you might want to call me back becasue I might be pregnant" and then hung up on me. I can only imagine what was going on on the show.