Unfashionable in (Almost) Every Way
I chose the title “The Unfashionable” because, well, I am. From my teacheresque cardigans to my insistence that all of my friends open an IRA before they’re 30, I’m almost as bad as it gets.
Take my friend James. He’s well-dressed, gay and fabulous in every way. And while we have witty, intellectual and even profound conversations about literature and politics, he daily finds a new reason I’m single. I believe the words “make my own throw pillow” caused the single largest sigh of defeat he’s ever exhaled.
And that’s ok. I’m usually the opposite of what I should be. I’m a Jew living in the evangelical Bible Belt. I’m single and career-driven living in every-girl-you-know-is-already-married-with-kids West Texas. So why not just embrace it and go with the flow? Even if the flow usually leads downhill …
