No, I am not justified in hating her. It is purely spite and jealousy. But as I sit here, forcing myself to do something I don't want to do (my thesis), so that I can get a degree in something that the Editorial Director of Playboy told me to my face will NOT forward my career, I can't help but think that there is a new law for aspiring intellectuals:
master's degree = bad career choice
stripper = good career choice
Oh why oh why did I pick the wrong one? Why did my dad push me towards higher education, when I could have sold my body to achieve my dreams?
Ms. Stripper Pen Name is doing what she loves, while my career lies fallow. And her success story really pisses me off -- it tells the world once again that in order for women to be recognized, they have to use their sexuality. Yes, Cody is smart, talented and hardworking in her own right. And Juno was a great movie. But does that not make her situation all the worse? If smart, talented, hardworking and funny women cannot have writing careers without showing skin, then what is left for the rest of us?
I found this photo on her myspace. Just look at her with that retro tattoo, milky cleavage and smug expression. What a bitch.
2 comments:
I know Playboy has "some great articles" (ok yeah I know it's got some great fiction too) but I'm not sure that I'd take career advice from the editor.
Plus, we throw your own milky cleavage into a corset, and you're 2/3 of the way there; I know you've been practicing your smug look in the mirror for years. ;)
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