Tuesday, April 14, 2009
I wanna be just like Julia Sugarbaker when I grow up
No one howled louder than I did when 'Designing Women' went off the air. I loves me some strong, feisty women, and they seem to grow them even hotter and feistier in the South.
I found some reruns of the program this morning while lounging in bed, sipping my second cup of coffee . . .and, channel surfing, just because I could.
I had forgotten just how much I loved that program. This was, no doubt, the prototype of 'Sex and The City' - from Georgia to NYC - with all the glamor and all style and TONS of sexual innuendo but none of the nudity.
Which was fine, actually. I could hardly be described as a prude, but I prefer it that way, to tell you the truth.
My favorite character was Julia Sugarbaker, played by Dixie Carter. Always strong, always clear, always articulate, she was also a gracious Southern Belle. Always.
Until she got pissed and had a flat out hissy-fit. No one could have a hissy-fit like Julia Sugarbaker. And nothing got her more pissed than injustice.
And, if that injustice affected someone she loved - like, in this episode, her sister . . . well, stand back, children, because the flames could singe the hair on the top of you head, the back of you neck and way up inside your nostrils.
You know what? The Anglican Communion in general and the Upper Peninsula of Michigan in particular will just have to do without me for awhile.
I'm still coming down off a Holy Week / Easter high.
And, Ms. Julia is on a rant.
Give yourself a treat and listen in.
Note to Maddy: Just be thankful you never had to tangle with Julia Sugarbaker.
Oh, and here's a little bonus 50 seconds with a great punchline about TEC at the very end.
Have I mentioned that I LOVED this show?