In a world wide web of obsessive perfectionism that propagates impossible standards for women, Elizabeth Miervaldis Lemon was a flagship of human imperfection. She made it OK to eat that bowl of cereal before bed … in bed … and leave the dish on my nightstand. She made me feel proud of my period underwear. She rocked the hell out that Princess Leia costume. Not Slave Leia. Full-length, white robe Leia. Continue reading “Friday Favorite: Liz Lemon”
Mazel tov, dummies! Today, V. revels in Liz Lemonisms … and says farewell to an icon. Her heart will go on, but maybe you should check and make sure.