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June 12, 2000
Hello.....
I don't wear rhinestone-studded glasses, leopard
print Capri's and I don't drink martinis at five.
I don't like sprayed-on jeans, necklines that
require body glue and skirts that would reveal sins best kept hidden.
Single, I do not hang out in bars.
I don't like muumuus and no, I don't know
the names of the hosts on QVC, although I am certain they're good at their
jobs. I do wear Susan Graver separates and Joan Rivers Jewelry, eat Lite-Bites
and use Nick Chavez hair care products because its easier to pick up a
phone than drive to the mall.
I believe in the little black dress for evening
and the black power-suit for meetings. I do like pants suits but only
if they look like pajamas, eschew midriff-revealing tank tops at all times,
open-toed shoes at the office and have no bellybutton to pierce. I like
hoop earrings, preferably from Nolan Miller or Joan Rivers.
I can now proudly wear a T-Shirt from a high-tech
company and still look cool. My breasts are perky, not pendulous, and
I am poorer as a result.
I believe in liposuction, diet and exercise,
all in moderation, dye my hair at regular intervals and will have something
lifted whenever it sags. I have not yet decided that resistance is futile.
I prefer to wear polyester or any fabric that
repels stains and resists ironing, to wear shoes that fit and are comfortable,
and believe that 4" heels were designed by the Marquis deSade.
I like caffeine, chocolate and peanut butter,
in that order or all at once. Either that or a date with a certain tall,
blond, blue-eyed Italian, in which case I can promptly forget to breathe.
I can eat the chocolate later.
I believe in allowing dirty dishes to sit
in the sink until they have sufficient mass to move, laundry to remain
undone until he runs out of socks, groceries to remain unpurchased until
we or the cats run out of food, and the lawn to remain unmowed until the
sheepdog trips.
I drive a truck and van, and if I can ever
get it repaired, a 1964 VW Beetle. I love classical and country music,
oldies and jazz and drive to rock and roll. ACDC and KISS are not unknown
to me.
I prefer to code webpages via DreamWeaver,
not FrontPage, and to draw in Illustrator, not PowerPoint, and believe
that the G4 is the only computer to make me happy.
I believe in the justice system and applaud
Janet Reno. I believe that boys who grab all the toys should be soundly
spanked (unless they enjoy it) and sent to their rooms. Bully-Boys are
no better.
I believe in innovation, not obfuscation,
peer review, not publication wars, and that the ping-pong dot-coms are
a cute and fearsome idea. I own one.
Working moms are the lowest-paid hardest working
people in the world, the first to be blamed for anyone's problems, and
the only reason why civilization doesn't crumble around your ears! We
are the protectors of imagination, innovation, conversation, and civilization
while we are at once the target market of most publishing houses and the
purveyors of shabby-chic.
I believe that the Internet will finally accomplish
what years of protests and lawmaking have failed to do. It will level
the playing field for all women to develop and prosper in ways they have
only dreamed of before.
My name is Donnamaie
And I AM a working Mom!
Copyright 2000 Donnamaie E.White.
Material may not be reproduced without written permission of the author.
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