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            <name>Scarlett</name>
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        <published>2008-09-05T17:58:45Z</published>
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                <p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">So instead of passwording or shutting down, I thought the most reasonable course of action would be to simply “ask” the Canadian to not read my blog for awhile – easy, right? I didn’t invite him to read the blog in the first place so I thought he’d just respect my request and I could write with a tad less inhibition. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">The conversation didn't quite go over as smoothly as planned. BIG Mistake. Huge! </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">He was personally hurt and (in his words) “monumentally insulted” that I didn’t mind saying whatever it is I say (which lately amounts to nothing more than bemoaning a relationship long since over) to strangers and the blog reading community et. al. but he wasn’t allowed to read it. I, of course, take a much different view that its nothing personal but that I can’t very well write about HIM and expect it to be anything even resembling honest if I know he’ll read it. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">At any rate, I hurt his feelings and I apologized – a lot of good it did me. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">Blah blah blah, long story short(er) – he’s not reading. At least for now. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">So am I now going to<span>  </span>come up with some huge, personal, revitalization that could only be achieved within the playground of relative anonymity? Obviously not, but one could hope!</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">Frankly, I think he’s being a bit sensitive but I didn’t intend to hurt his feelings.</font></p><p><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="44" src="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/uploads/Untitled-1.serendipityThumb.jpg" width="110" alt=""  /> </p><p> </p>  
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        <link href="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/archives/225-I-Vote-YES,-Please!.html" rel="alternate" title="I Vote: YES, Please!" />
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            <name>Scarlett</name>
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        <published>2008-09-03T15:28:10Z</published>
        <updated>2008-09-03T15:36:38Z</updated>
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                <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><font size="2">On a lighter note – the political conventions. </font></font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><font size="2">I will refrain from thoughts on the speeches made, views espoused and promises undertaken and leave that genre of commentary to those <a href="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/www.realclearpolitics.com">eminently more qualified</a> than myself (though I’m quite pissed at that whole “can she be the Vice President AND a mother” statement. A comment that should infuriate any women who has ever called herself a feminist – but that’s a topic for another post).</font></font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><font size="2">But what NO ONE is talking about – what NO ONE has brought up – what NO ONE has thought to mention…perhaps the most important factor in this election…..right up there with world peace and starving children:<img hspace="8" src="http://perfunction.typepad.com/perfunction/images/2008/02/14/jackjimmymccain.jpg" align="right" vspace="9" border="3" alt=""  /></font></font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><font size="2">McCain’s sons (Jimmy &amp; Jack) are HOT!! I noticed them during last night’s news coverage. Watch out Prince William &amp; Harry – these boys might just have you beat! And yes, they’re a tad young for moi, however….SO cute! Then again, I seem to be on a “men in uniform” kick as of late. </font></font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><font size="2">So for your information and edification :</font></font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><font size="2"><strong>Jack</strong> is 22 and is attending his fourth (1st Class) year at the U.S. Naval Academy in Annapolis, Maryland. He hopes to become a naval aviator. He was born and raised in Arizona and attended Phoenix Country Day Elementary and Brophy College Preparatory High School. He enjoys amateur car racing and has built his own race car. He competes in Drift racing and recently took his Mom with him in the passenger seat during a race. </font></font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><font size="2"><strong>Jim</strong> is 20 and a Private First Class in the Marine Corps. He was born in Phoenix, Arizona and attended Christ Lutheran Elementary School and Brophy College Preparatory High School. His lifelong dream was to become a Marine. He is an avid reader and often shares books with his father.</font></font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font size="3"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">Frankly, these are the IMPORTANT issues, kids - and we should ALL strive to be more informed!</font></font></font></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Georgia" color="#000000" size="2">  </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Georgia" color="#000000" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Georgia" color="#000000" size="2">Frankly,</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Georgia" color="#000000" size="2"> </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Georgia" color="#000000" size="2"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="44" src="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/uploads/Untitled-1.serendipityThumb.jpg" width="110" alt=""  /><font face="Georgia" color="#000000" size="2"></font></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" />  
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        <dc:subject>election</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>hot boys</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>jack mccain</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>jimmy mccain</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>mccain</dc:subject>

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            <name>Scarlett</name>
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        <published>2008-09-02T14:54:00Z</published>
        <updated>2008-09-04T12:09:14Z</updated>
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                <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">I’ve been having dreams.</font><font color="#000000"></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">Mostly about Fuckhead.</font><font color="#000000"></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">In my dreams we talk. I’ve been asking him a lot of questions but I always wake up before I can ask him the one question to which I want to know the answer to: Do you miss me?</font><font color="#000000"></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">Last night was the worst of all. In my dream, he was married to the she beast and they had just had a baby. I cried (in my dream) and I cried and I screamed and I screamed. </font><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">It wasn’t a fun night. That’s absolutely the last time I allow myself to fall asleep without some kind of artificial somnial enhancement to block such dreams from my head – Ambien being my personal drug of choice.</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><font size="2"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"></span></font></font></font><font color="#000000"></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">I assure you, this isn't some deep seated unconcsious desire for some kind of cinema-esque reunification. I don’t want him back. I don’t. I promise. I don’t want a pot smoking, un-motivated, emotionally dependent man still attempting to relive his frat boy glory days. </font><font color="#000000"></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">But I do miss being happy and completely in love – that kind of love that you read about, that you hear about, the kind of stuff that inspires tales such as “The Notebook” – emotions that you never thought possible until experiencing them; that love the brings along with it the possibility of all things and the strength to handle anything life throws into your collective paths. </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Georgia" color="#000000" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Georgia" color="#000000" size="2">I had that and it's dissapation has left quite a large hole.</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">Frankly, it's probably best that I don’t sleep long enough to hear the answer to that one question. </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Georgia" color="#000000" size="2">   </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font size="3"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></font></font></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font size="3"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="44" src="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/uploads/Untitled-1.serendipityThumb.jpg" width="110" alt=""  /><font size="3"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman"></font></font></font> </font></font></font></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: "><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2"></font></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: "><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">P.S. I'm thinking about starting to password again - what do you think? I just hate that the more noteable ex's in my life have access to these pages and I find myself holding back more often than I'd like to admit. So what's your opinion? Passoword or start a new blog all together?</font></span> </p>  
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        <link href="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/archives/222-The-Good-Stuff.html" rel="alternate" title="The Good Stuff" />
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            <name>Scarlett</name>
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        <published>2008-08-26T14:53:19Z</published>
        <updated>2008-08-26T17:00:07Z</updated>
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                <p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: "Verdana","sans-serif""><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">I have having thE most Fantabulous hair day I've had since the summer humidity hit in May! It's smoothed straight, slightly curled under, oodles of volume. So i decided to have a fantabulous face to go with it - got out the sandblaster (jk) and Ta-Dum! Perfect makeup, perfect hair, and I'm at my lowest weight since July. </font></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: "Verdana","sans-serif""></span><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: "Verdana","sans-serif""><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">Sigh - life is good my friends. </font></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: "Verdana","sans-serif""><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">Not ONLY is my hair perfection and my makeup flawless, BUT my apartment is clean! Organized, tidy, no dishes in the sink, no books and magazines strewn about the coffee table and couches - whether or not my life is in order, personal exterior and my apartment's interior are projecting that image. </font></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: "Verdana","sans-serif""><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">So that's the good stuff. </font></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: "Verdana","sans-serif""><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">On the flipside, its one day into the DNC Convention and, much like an Olympic Gymnast, I'm exercising amazing control over my upchuck reflex. Though I'm having nightmares of rabid donkeys chasing me and demanding more taxes from my paycheck - very disturbing.</font></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: "Verdana","sans-serif""><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">I also cooked dinner on Saturday night using actual food that doesn’t come out of a freezer and kitchen appliances other than my microwave - equally disturbing.</font></span></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">Frankly,</font></p><p><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="44" src="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/uploads/Untitled-1.serendipityThumb.jpg" width="110" alt=""  /> </p><p> </p>  
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        <link href="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/archives/221-Vogue-Gets-a-Little-Bit-Hotter.html" rel="alternate" title="Vogue Gets a Little Bit Hotter" />
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        <published>2008-08-20T15:55:40Z</published>
        <updated>2008-08-26T19:13:41Z</updated>
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                <p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#b11315" size="2">It's been awhile since I've done one of these - but it was so good, I just couldn't resist! Enjoy!</font></p><p><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 81px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; HEIGHT: 75px" height="75" src="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/uploads/Untitled-3.serendipityThumb.jpg" width="81" alt=""  /> </p><p align="center"> <font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3"><strong><font size="4"><a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/fashion/main.jhtml?view=DETAILS&amp;grid=&amp;xml=/fashion/2008/08/06/efvogue106.xml">A New Flame: Revenge of the Carrot Tops</a></font></strong> </font></font></font></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal" align="center"><font size="2">Last Updated: 12:01am BST 06/08/2008</font></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"><font color="#000000">After centuries in the cold, redheads are suddenly a hot commodity, says Hannah Betts </font></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"><font face="courier new,courier,monospace" color="#000000" size="2"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FLOAT: right; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="400" src="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/uploads/Posts/vogue300.jpg" width="300" alt=""  />Notice anything curious about the cover of September's Vogue? Beautiful girl, check; Prada frock, tick; enthusiastic lipstick scrawl singing &quot;Glorious!&quot; So far, so Condé Nast. And then comes the realization: Mother of God, the beautiful girl in question has red hair and is thus - according to the savage logic of the playground - a &quot;ginger nut&quot; or a &quot;Duracell&quot;. She's a &quot;carrot top&quot;.</font></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="courier new,courier,monospace"><font size="2">Flaming heck: Karen Elson is only the seventh redhead to grace the cover of Vogue<span>  </span></font></font></font></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"><font face="courier new,courier,monospace" color="#000000" size="2">Seeing red at redheads has been cited as Britain's last socially acceptable form of bigotry - and not without foundation. Even the ravishing Karen Elson, the beauty who graces the magazine's frontage, was known as &quot;Le Freak&quot; on entering the industry, and &quot;fake model&quot; at school where her peers were incredulous that she could earn money from her appearance.</font></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"><font face="courier new,courier,monospace" color="#000000" size="2">Statistics from Vogue House confirm that this is only the seventh occasion a woman with russet hair has graced its cover since 1970. Despite the need for Italian Vogue's consciousness-raising all-black issue this July, there have still been more British Vogue covers featuring black women than Titian-haired ones. Yet red-headed people make up between four and 13 per cent of the population - depending upon where one looks in the United Kingdom - while the black population hovers at just under two per cent.</font></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"><font face="courier new,courier,monospace" color="#000000" size="2">Alexandra Shulman's editor's letter smacks somewhat of justification. She notes that Elson's &quot;pale beauty and flaming hair make her a vivid figurehead for this distinctive season&quot;; surely the fashion equivalent of getting to play a tree in an autumnal school play.</font></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"><font face="courier new,courier,monospace" color="#000000" size="2">Evolutionary psychology suggests that gingers are shunned because they are a minority - pack mentality dictating that those who are different should be ostracised. Despite red hair being a staple of children's fiction - Anne of Green Gables, Pippi Longstocking, Little Orphan Annie - historically it has been perceived as diabolical. Judas Iscariot, Mary Magdalene and Salome have all been depicted as carrot tops, while the pairing of red hair and green eyes was thought to denote a witch, werewolf, or vampire.</font></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"><font face="courier new,courier,monospace" color="#000000" size="2">advertisementIt's unsurprising, then, that for every proud flame-thrower - a Tilda Swinton, Julianne Moore, or Gillian Anderson - there is a Lindsay Lohan, Nicole Kidman or Geri Halliwell itching to douse their locks with peroxide.</font></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"><font face="courier new,courier,monospace" color="#000000" size="2">The Celtic Tudors may have fostered a century-long trend for strawberry blonde tresses. However, our own Prince Harry was picked on for his colouring at school, and has been over-looked in the swoon stakes - despite being considerably better looking than the heir to which he is spare.</font></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"><font face="courier new,courier,monospace" color="#000000" size="2">That said, he has obviously fared better than the Chapmans, the Newcastle family who found fame in 2007 for being forced to relocate three times in three years because of their colouring - provoking the local council to suggest they take to the (L'Oréal) bottle. Despite a proud legacy that numbers Boudicca, Oliver Cromwell, and Winston Churchill as fellow members, comedian Catherine Tate's sketch in which ginger outcasts are forced to seek solace in a refuge would appear to be not far from the mark.</font></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"><font face="courier new,courier,monospace" color="#000000" size="2">The red-headed reputation for being hot-tempered and hypersensitive to pain may be because they get such a raw deal. By comparison, blondes - Vogue's preferred colour for its cover girls - are thought to be attractive because they resemble children. Hair darkens as we hit puberty, thus fairness is associated with innocence, the tow-haired vulnerability of youth. And, where there is vulnerability, so there will be those that seek to exploit it, viz Alfred Hitchock's remark: &quot;Blondes make the best victims. They're like virgin snow that shows up the bloody footprints.&quot; If this is the kind of fun that blondes get to have more of, then there are many of us who will be entirely happy chugging along under a cloud of murky, sludgy brown.</font></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"><font face="courier new,courier,monospace" color="#000000" size="2">For where redheads get to be the victimised minority, and blondes life's attention seekers, so brunettes boast locks that qualify them as normal human beings.</font></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"><font face="courier new,courier,monospace" color="#000000" size="2">Last week, it was reported that a survey of 3,000 women by colourists Schwarzkopf &amp; Henkel found that, on average, brunettes earn £4,250 more per annum than golden girls. It also found that those with chestnut tresses are 10 per cent more sexually successful than blondes. And they have featured on more Vogue covers than one might expect: the blonde-brunette cover-girl ratio being a mere 60:40 over the last 40 years.</font></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal" /><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"><font face="courier new,courier,monospace" color="#000000" size="2">And so to the burning issue: will Elson's immortalisation prompt a rash of imitators? For the truly voguish mane, will red indeed be on fire this season? Certainly, Bottega Veneta, Chloé, Celine, Sisley, Tiffany and Miu Miu's new autumn campaigns all feature flaming heroines. But those tempted may wish to consider further Schwarzkopf &amp; Henkel research. While red is the hue that the majority of colour chameleons initially opt to embrace, the brand also discovered that it is the shade they ditch the fastest, after an average of merely two years. Still, that's a few seasons longer than most fashion trends.</font></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"><font face="courier new,courier,monospace" color="#000000" size="2"><em>Information appearing on telegraph.co.uk is the copyright of Telegraph Media Group Limited and must not be reproduced in any medium without license. For the full copyright statement see Copyright</em></font></p><p />  
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        <dc:subject>fashion</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>redheads</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>vogue</dc:subject>

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    <entry>
        <link href="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/archives/220-Craziness-Abated.html" rel="alternate" title="Craziness Abated" />
        <author>
            <name>Scarlett</name>
            <email>scarlett@thescarlettletters.com</email>
        </author>
    
        <published>2008-08-18T15:33:00Z</published>
        <updated>2008-08-23T18:03:44Z</updated>
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                <font face="Times New Roman" color="#000000" size="3"><p><span style="COLOR: black"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">Army has departed for the land of hurricanes and retirees and apparently, intel officers. </font></span></p><p><span style="COLOR: black"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">And if you asked me how I felt about it, well…the less than straight answer you would receive would inevitably <span> </span>depend on the time of day, day of the week and/or what sappy movie I’d watched recently (last night it was the Notebook – BIG mistake). </font></span></p><p><span style="COLOR: black"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">So if I’ve been quiet, it’s mostly to do with that. </font></span></p><p><span style="COLOR: black"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">It’s also to do with the fact that I was out EVERY night last week (a recent record for me). Taking advantage of the culinary wonder that IS Restaurant Week in DC, meeting up with friends and playing host to my little cousin en entourage amounting to <span> </span>4 – 22 yr. old girls in my shoebox of an apartment on Thursday evening. Besides the logistical challenges of sleeping accommodations, it was a relatively easy hosting experience – I took them out for dinner and then pointed them in the direction of the Front Page Thursday Free for All, handed them the keys to the apartment and sent them on their way!</font></span></p><p><span style="COLOR: black"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">Friday found me home from work just after 5 with plans to meet a friend from high school for HH at 6. I came in, dropped my stuff, climbed into bed for a 20 minute power nap, then hauled my ass out of bed, quickly primped and rallied. </font></span></p><p><span style="COLOR: black"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">When I got home around 9, I was LOVING being in my bed, curled up with my cats, a book and the Olympics. (I was out-cold asleep by 9:30). So thank goodness I had the trusty TiVo running and I got to see M. Phelps’ “Fingernail Gold” the next morning.</font></span></p><p><span style="COLOR: black"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">I have to say though, without a shadow of a doubt, the highlight of last week was drinks on Saturday night with Crazy Bitch at Fado, where the ENTIRE bar was watching the Men’s Medley Relay and M. Phelps’ historic 8<sup>th</sup> Olympic god. Following the end of the race, the ENTIRE bar sang the national anthem. It was definitely memorable.</font></span></p><p><span style="COLOR: black"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">That’s all the update I can muster on this Monday morning, kids. </font></span></p><p><span style="COLOR: black"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">Hopefully my life will be calming down a bit, but knowing me that prediction isn’t very likely. I will TRY to update more, but I make no promises.</font></span></p><p><span style="COLOR: black"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></span></p><p><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="44" src="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/uploads/Untitled-1.serendipityThumb.jpg" width="110" alt=""  /> </p><p /></font>  
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        <dc:subject>army</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>dc</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>olympics</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>phelps</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>restaurant week</dc:subject>

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        <link href="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/archives/219-Definitions-of-Normal.html" rel="alternate" title="Definitions of Normal" />
        <author>
            <name>Scarlett</name>
            <email>scarlett@thescarlettletters.com</email>
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        <published>2008-08-04T13:00:00Z</published>
        <updated>2008-08-08T00:27:25Z</updated>
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                <p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">I’ve been confused lately. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">Very confused. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">From the whirlwind of work, schedules and happy hours to the swirling of thoughts in my head and emotions in my heart. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">Maybe I’ll be able to think more clearly after he leaves and my life will take on some semblance of normalcy and of “me” again. But between surviving three relationships, two different jobs and one sexual assault in the past two years, how can I even remember what “normal” is anymore?</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">“Normally”, when a relationship was becoming rocky, or there was an end in sight,<span>  </span>I’d be out scheduling dates and parties with either the trusty standby’s in my little black book. These included generally attractive, fun guys that I have met during my tenure in the District out of which relationships never materialized for one reason or another. However, platonic friendship never <em>Quite</em> developed in their place. At any rate, these are all excellent candidates for lively dinner, happy hour or movie going companions easing moi back into a the single mentally and solo lifestyle.</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">But I haven’t so much as perused my phone contacts list in contemplation of an augmentation of my social life. </font></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: "><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">So perhaps the definition has changed – or have I?</font></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: "><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">Frankly,</font></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: "><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="44" src="http://thescarlettletters.com/uploads/Untitled-1.serendipityThumb.jpg" width="110" alt=""  /> </span></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#b11315" size="2"><em>P.S. The meeting of Mr. &amp; Mrs. Army went well - as predicted, much wine was consumed. Thankfully, the meeting did not necessitate the need for hard liquor. I was, as predicted, underwhelmed by inclusion into the Army family dynamic. However, I did not spend the majority of the weekend dwelling on where I was not. Which, I think is a step forward?</em></font></p>  
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        <dc:subject>ending of relationships</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>love</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>relationships</dc:subject>

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        <link href="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/archives/218-Rent-a-Family.html" rel="alternate" title="Rent-a-Family" />
        <author>
            <name>Scarlett</name>
            <email>scarlett@thescarlettletters.com</email>
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        <published>2008-08-01T13:00:00Z</published>
        <updated>2008-08-01T16:07:29Z</updated>
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                <p><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><font size="2">Army’s parents are in town. And yes – I will be meeting them this weekend. </font></font></font></p><p /><p><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><font size="2">I’m very conflicted about this whole “let’s play happy family” scenario that will consume my Friday and Saturday evening.</font></font></font></p><p /><p><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><font size="2">Personally I don’t see the point. I don’t see the point of me meeting them if he’s leaving in two weeks. Why even attempt this family integration when the relationship is rocketing towards a cliff? Why did I even agree to this potentially and inevitably tortuous affair?</font></font></font></p><p /><p><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><font size="2">I suppose it’s because I’m trying to be the caring, giving, NICE person that I know I have hidden SOMEWHERE deep down inside and sigh…that’s what you do. When your friend’s parents come into town, you meet them, you have dinner, you entertain and try to keep your language and the stories of their child doing jell-o shots on top of a bar last weekend – under wraps.</font></font></font></p><p /><p><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><font size="2">Frankly, herein lies the problem: no surprise, it has to do with Fuckhead. </font></font></font></p><p /><p><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><font size="2">Fuckhead’s family LOVE-<strike>D</strike> S me. They L-O-V-E yours truly, and rightfully so. They astutely pointed out that moi was the absolute best thing that ever happened to their Neanderthal of a son and integrated me into their lives like built in hardware on a MAC. </font></font></font></p><p /><p><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><font size="2">And cynically speaking, I don’t want this to be one more thing in this on paper “perfect” relationship that isn’t as shiny, or bright, or sparkly or “<a href="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/archives/169-The-Special-One-A-Scarlett-Letter.html">special</a>” or whatever as before. I don’t need another family. I don’t want another family. And I still HATE the idea that a she-beast who’s never ventured beyond the confines of the greater Albuquerque metropolitan area has no doubt been integrated into the family that I miss and that I loved. As bitter and resentful and unattractive as that sounds.</font></font></font></p><p /><p><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><font size="2">And don’t tell me that I’m not “giving them or him a chance” – because frankly today, I just don’t care.</font></font></font></p><p><font face="Georgia" color="#000000" size="2">Not to worry dear readers. I will smile. I will charm. And be the dutiful girlfriend. I just don't feel like being reminded all weekend of what I Don't have. </font></p><p><font face="Georgia" color="#000000" size="2">Somehow I'm predicting a lot of alcohol in my <font face="Georgia" size="2">immediate </font>future. </font></p><p><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="44" src="http://thescarlettletters.com/uploads/Untitled-1.serendipityThumb.jpg" width="110" alt=""  /> </p><p />  
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        <dc:subject>Albuquerque</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>Fuckhead</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>meet the parents</dc:subject>

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        <link href="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/archives/217-Florida-Sunshine.html" rel="alternate" title="Florida Sunshine" />
        <author>
            <name>Scarlett</name>
            <email>scarlett@thescarlettletters.com</email>
        </author>
    
        <published>2008-07-29T13:41:00Z</published>
        <updated>2008-07-31T15:29:15Z</updated>
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                <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">Army is leaving. He’s not going off to war, not to some distant dessert covered country but to Tampa. Where people go to die. Prehistoric man had Tar Pits to dispose of their elderly. We have Florida. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">I’ve known it was coming. Since our first date I knew. What I didn’t know was that he’d still be around seven months later or that I would want him to stay. So, I’ll ask you again. What do you do when your relationship is ending? When you have a date when you know it will be over?.</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">How do you function when the dark cloud looming off in the distance for so long, has found its way directly overhead, attempting to block the sun at every turn and threatening to storm before you’ve remembered to open your umbrella?</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">To be honest, over the course of this relationship, my feelings towards this man have fluctuated more than a schizophrenic politician on a teeter-totter:</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#b11315" size="2"><em>“He’s perfect – but I’m not over Fuckhead”</em></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#b11315" size="2"><em></em></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#b11315" size="2"><em>“He’s wonderful – but I don’t think I’m cut out to be a military wife”</em></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#b11315" size="2"><em></em></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#b11315" size="2"><em>“He takes care of me – but he’s leaving and I’m going to have to learn to live without him”</em></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#b11315" size="2"><em></em></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#b11315" size="2"><em>“He’s PERFECT – but is he perfect for me!?”</em></font></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">Because I’ve known that he’s leaving, it hasn’t exactly inspired me to open the emotional floodgates and give this relationship a real chance. Perhaps this is one time the Canadian got it right. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">Nine months before he left for law school, he started to withdraw. He bucked all my attempts to continue a relationship even in the face of inevitable separation. Still retaining some semblance of romantic optimism at the tender age of 24, I was very much of the “no day but today” school of thought. The “let’s be happy today and not worry about tomorrow” mantra. He didn’t want me to get any closer and risk making it any harder.</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">So who was right? I still cried. But maybe not as much as I would have? I still loved him, but maybe not as much as I could have? Did we wasted precious time together or did we soften the blow?</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">While logically I know that it’s self defeating to keep worrying about the evitable and to let it spoil the time you have left; part of me hopes that whatever walls and barricades I’ve managed to build, will still be standing after the next two weeks. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">Frankly, with the cloud of separation growing at an exponential pace over all my attempts to keep my blue skies blue – its hard not to feel frustrated. And angry. Even if it WAS/IS good that we met and event if he WAS good for me and what I needed circa a broken-hearted January….I’m just tired. I’m tired of the leaving and the goodbyes and the tears and building back up: a little stronger and a little thicker. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">Then again, maybe its classic Scarlett – only wanting something that I can’t have. Either way, I’m sick of the walls and the floods and the storms and the survival and the reconstruction. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">Isn’t there anything that lasts forever?</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Georgia" color="#000000" size="2"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="44" src="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/uploads/Untitled-1.serendipityThumb.jpg" width="110" alt=""  /> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"> </p>  
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        <link href="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/archives/216-Just-Go..html" rel="alternate" title="Just Go. " />
        <author>
            <name>Scarlett</name>
            <email>scarlett@thescarlettletters.com</email>
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        <published>2008-07-25T13:15:00Z</published>
        <updated>2008-07-26T21:30:34Z</updated>
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        <title type="html">Just Go. </title>
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                <p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">I admit it – I cried. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">I cried when I gave her the box. The box I’ve been hiding under my bed for the past seven months. The box with your fraternity t-shirts. Your college sweatshirt. Your books. Your clothes. Your shoes. Our pictures. Your gifts. Your cards with all your broken promises written inside. Everything that reminded me of you. Everything you left behind.</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">It was my last hold out. My last reason to say “remember me?” “remember what we had?” “Look at the pictures! – Remember how happy we were!? How we had everything? How we could do anything?”</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">And I let go. </font></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" color="#000000" size="3"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">I gave her the box. <em><font color="#b11315">I don’t CARE what you do with it. I don’t want to know. - </font></em>I told her. Don’t tell me – and take it now before I change my mind – before I decide to keep holding on. Take it. And go.</font> </font></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: "><font color="#000000"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">I loved you....and go.</font></font></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: "><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 92px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; HEIGHT: 82px" height="82" src="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/uploads/Untitled-3.serendipityThumb.jpg" width="92" alt=""  /> </span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'"></span> </p>  
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        <dc:subject>breakup. stuff.</dc:subject>

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    <entry>
        <link href="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/archives/215-No-News-isFUCKING-FRUSTRATING.html" rel="alternate" title="No News is…FUCKING FRUSTRATING" />
        <author>
            <name>Scarlett</name>
            <email>scarlett@thescarlettletters.com</email>
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        <published>2008-07-24T15:44:25Z</published>
        <updated>2008-07-24T18:45:52Z</updated>
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            <category scheme="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/categories/15-News" label="News" term="News" />
    
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        <title type="html">No News is…FUCKING FRUSTRATING</title>
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                <p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">The BBC – is the ONLY television news service I seem to be able to stomach these days. It is the only channel that isn’t giving updates of hurricane Dolly every twelve seconds (its raining, its windy – we get it already!) I mean seriously, what is there to be gained from the blurred images projected through rain soaked and wind pummeled lenses?</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">I seriously hope they find the poor little two year old that’s missing, but really – do I NEED a visual tour of her room? I HAVE to listen to another update with her lunatic grandmother screaming at reporters? </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">And if I have to see ONE MORE IMAGE of Barak O’Bama in a Yamaka touring the West Bank, I’m going to SCREAM. (Don’t get me wrong, every hoarse, strained, mundane speech given by his Republican counterpart is less than inspiring.). But you’d think this were Nixon going into Communist China or Regan stepping foot into Russia for the first time since Tsarist Russia the way this diplomatic cabaret has been celebrated and covered. It's reminicent of Eva Peron's equally celebrated: <em>Rainbow Tour. </em>(Sing it with me now!)</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">And at the risk of sounding US-centric and thus opening the door to being verbally throttled – why do we care who the Europeans (Germany and France in particular) want to be our next president?? Because the last time I checked the United States has both kicked and saved their asses, respectively - twice, within the past century. Since when has the election for the American Presidency taken on the pallor of global opinion?</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">I understand – strategically - the need to visually inject the steroid of foreign policy and/or diplomatic experience into the aspiring candidate’s resume. However, I can’t ignore the fact that the entire spectacle is making me ill.</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">Thank GOD for the BBC.</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#000000" size="2">Frankly,</font></p><p><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="44" src="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/uploads/Untitled-1.serendipityThumb.jpg" width="110" alt=""  /></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: "><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#b11315" size="2"><em>On a more positive note: It is the most fucking GEORGOUS morning I can remember in a LONG time. The breeze cooled by the night rain, the only traces of humidity left by the storms seem to be the puddles on the ground, the sky serving as a muse for Crayola blue. Sigh. Just beautiful.</em></font></span></p>  
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        <dc:subject>2008 election</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>bbc</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>dc</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>evita</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>hurricane dolly</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>obama</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>rainbow tour</dc:subject>

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    <entry>
        <link href="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/archives/214-Committed-Astrology.html" rel="alternate" title="Committed Astrology" />
        <author>
            <name>Scarlett</name>
            <email>scarlett@thescarlettletters.com</email>
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        <published>2008-07-21T19:26:33Z</published>
        <updated>2008-07-26T21:18:54Z</updated>
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                <p><font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #faffff"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">I was particularly disturbed/amused/a bit troubled to see the follow horoscope displayed ever so neatly under the heading of my astrological sign this afternoon (brought to you by the cracker jack </font><a href="http://astrocenter.astrology.msn.com/msn/DeptHoroscope.aspx?UMWhen=0&amp;Sign=3&amp;Af=-1000#unpers_UM_tag"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">psycic team at msn.com</font></a><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">):</font></font></p><p align="center"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 268px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; HEIGHT: 121px" height="121" src="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/uploads/cancer.jpg" width="268" alt=""  /></font></p><p align="center"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#b11315" size="2"><em>If things get too hard for you, dear Cancer, are you open to seeking out some counseling? Don't let pride or embarrassment get in the way of getting the support you need in your life when things get to be too much. Ever look in the yellow pages under this category? There are literally thousands available. This is because there's a great demand for these services! You're not alone and the sooner you take care of yourself, the quicker you'll get back on the right track.</em></font></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: "><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">To paraphrase: &quot;Are things so bad these days that you are taking our astrological predictions a little too literally?? If this is you, maybe you should seek professional help.&quot; </font></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: "><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">Seriously MSN? SERIOUSLY??</font></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: "><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">What I even find MORE disturbing than this clairvoyant endorsement of the ever respected <font color="#b11315">mental health industry*</font>, is that their advice: Please, put your mental health and <span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #333333; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: ">psychotropic drug prescriptions</span> in the hands of a shrink who drums up business through THE YELLOW PAGES!!!</font></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: "><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">Have you seen the recent yellow pages television adds? The little chubby kid comes home from school looking discouraged and all of a sudden a magical touch screen Yellow Pages directory appears in his living room? And then the boy searches for marshal arts classes leaving the television audience writ large to assume he will learn to defend himself from said bullies? Thus the Harry Potter-esque Yellow Pages saves the day.</font></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: "><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">What would this ad entail I wonder?? Zoom in on a suicidal nutcase with a razor in her hand ready to end it all because it's finally hit her that there won't be any more Heath Ledger movies and aforementioned magical screen pops up in her bathtub and she decides to put down the Venus Vibrance blades and look for mental health professionals cuz, now that she thinks of it, there's always Russell Crowe and thus always a reason to keep on living can always be found?!</font></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: "><font face="Georgia" size="2">How do you even BEGIN that conversation <font color="#b11315"><em>&quot;And who referred you to our offices?&quot;, &quot;My internet <span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #333333; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: "><font color="#b11315">psychic</font></span>&quot; </em></font>-- Well if your goal was to get bumped to a more elite category of crazy person...</font></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: "><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana','sans-serif'"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">Somehow, I don't think so.</font></span></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: "><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">Frankly,</font></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: "><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 139px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; HEIGHT: 71px" height="71" src="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/uploads/Untitled-1.jpg" width="139" alt=""  /></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: "><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#b11315" size="2"><em>*It should be noted that I have great respect for the miracle workers in the mental and behavioral health industries having many truly <strike>dedicated</strike> committed professionals (pun intended) on speed dial. None of them were found via yellowpages, verizon superpages or any other 10 lb. directory.</em></font></span></p><p align="left" />  
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        <dc:subject>horoscopes</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>mental health</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>msn.com</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>yellow pages</dc:subject>

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    <entry>
        <link href="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/archives/213-Living-in-the-Sunlight.html" rel="alternate" title="Living in the Sunlight" />
        <author>
            <name>Scarlett</name>
            <email>scarlett@thescarlettletters.com</email>
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        <published>2008-07-18T22:02:21Z</published>
        <updated>2008-07-21T20:00:13Z</updated>
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                <p><font size="3"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman">Everyone is afforded a summer hiatus and while mine has not been formulate and structured as such, I hope you will not hold my silence against me. Nor the slighly ineloquent lines to follow.</font></font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman">It is certainly not for lack of interesting material that has stayed my pen (or the millennial version thereof). My new job has been in a word, amazing. Who knew working with the government with lead to photo shoots with high fashion magazines, dinners and meetings with celebrities of stage, screen and politics and travels to countries I have, til now, only visited in my wildest dreams. </font></font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman">My personal and professional relationships are for once developing as opposed to experiencing an uneven erosion. Not to mention Batman: The Dark Knight is out – FINALLY. IMAX, here I come!</font></font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman">While never having relinquished my District of Columbia residency, I have worked for the past two years, in the isolation of the state across the moat – more specifically referred to as the Commonwealth of Virginia. And while it was pivotal to my professional development, I sorely missed the feeling to working in the nation’s capitol. I LOVE, L-O-V-E working in DC once again and feeling the pulse of this city driving my days and weeks. I adore looking out my office window to find the <span> </span>national symbols of the Capitol and Washington monuments reflecting the afternoon sun (being no more than ten minutes away from any given happy hour isn’t bad either). </font></font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman">I feel like for the first time in a long time, that I’m doing what I came to this city to do – that I’m where I’m supposed to be and doing work that is historic and that matters. </font></font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman">Could this be the wide eyed optimism of a newly minted cog in the governmental propaganda machine? Perhaps. But I don’t think I’ve given optimism much of a chance lately so maybe it’s time that I dusted it off and invited it out for a cocktail.</font></font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman">Cheers,</font></font></font></p><p><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="44" src="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/uploads/Untitled-1.serendipityThumb.jpg" width="110" alt=""  /> </p><p> </p>  
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        <dc:subject>batman</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>DC</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>high fashion</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>optimism</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>the dark knoght</dc:subject>

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    <entry>
        <link href="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/archives/212-An-Ideal-Husband.html" rel="alternate" title="An Ideal Husband" />
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            <name>Scarlett</name>
            <email>scarlett@thescarlettletters.com</email>
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        <published>2008-07-07T16:01:00Z</published>
        <updated>2008-07-10T20:52:50Z</updated>
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        <title type="html">An Ideal Husband</title>
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                <p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#b11315" size="2"><em>Continuing on the theme of relationship “experts” and their enthusiastic willingness to share prescriptions for perpetual relationship bliss. </em></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#b11315" size="2"><em>I love how all of these startling revelations about successful relationship are now beginning to surface like mathematical truths or freshly unearthed archeological discoveries. Not that I can claim even a single credential that would qualify me as an “expert” in any field whatsoever, with the possible exception of shoe shopping or Angry Girl music circa 1996. </em></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#b11315" size="2"><em>Never having successfully navigated a relationship longer than the gestational period of a Costa Rican Howler Monkey, my relationship track record wouldn’t qualify me to work the supply room in a Hallmark store, let alone espouse “expert” relationship advice. <span> </span>However, “expert” or not, the following article parrots many of the credos I faithfully espouse to my wonderful, if occasionally romantically delusional friends.</em></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#b11315" size="2"><em>It should be noted that as a rule, I faithfully read <a href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/opinion/editorialsandoped/oped/columnists/maureendowd/index.html">Ms. Dowd’s editorial works</a> in the New York Times. While I always find her writing style to be brilliantly composed, I seldom find myself nodding along in agreement as I hold political opinions laying on the opposing spectrum. However, this poses little problems as the artistry of Ms. Dowd’s works do not lay within her overall arguments but rather in the craftsmanship of the prose and her mastery over the English language. </em></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#b11315" size="2"><em>This week, I was pleasantly surprised to find myself in startlingly staunch agreement with the red headed editorial maven. However, the fact that some, if not most of these pearls of wisdom will remain unheeded by starry-eyed, romantic hopefuls the world over, is indeed still troubling.</em></font></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" color="#000000" size="3"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 87px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; HEIGHT: 84px" height="84" src="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/uploads/Untitled-3.serendipityThumb.jpg" width="87" alt=""  /></font></p><p align="center"><font face="Times New Roman" color="#000000" size="3"><font face="Times New Roman" color="#000000" size="3"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 454px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; HEIGHT: 56px" height="56" src="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/uploads/800px-The_New_York_Times_logo.bmp" width="454" alt=""  /><font face="Times New Roman" color="#000000" size="3"><font face="Times New Roman" color="#000000" size="3"></font></font></font></font></p><div class="timestamp"><font face="courier new,courier,monospace"></font></div><div class="timestamp"><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">July 6, 2008</font></div><div class="kicker"><nyt_kicker /><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">Op-Ed Columnist</nyt_kicker /></font></div><h1 align="center"><nyt_headline version="1.0" type=" " /><font face="courier new,courier,monospace"><a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/06/opinion/06dowd.html">An Ideal Husband</a> </nyt_headline /></font></h1><nyt_byline version="1.0" type=" " /><div class="byline"><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">By MAUREEN DOWD</font></div></nyt_byline /><nyt_text /><div id="articleBody"><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">This weekend, we celebrate our great American pastime: messy celebrity divorces.</font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">There’s the Christie Brinkley/Peter Cook fireworks on Long Island and the Madonna/Guy Ritchie/A-Rod Roman candle in New York.</font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">So how do you avoid a relationship where you end up saying, “The man who I was living with, I just didn’t know who he was” — as Brinkley did in court when talking about her husband’s $3,000-a-month Internet porn and swinger site habit? (Not to mention the 18-year-old mistress/assistant.)</font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">Father Pat Connor, a 79-year-old Catholic priest born in Australia and based in Bordentown, N.J., has spent his celibate life — including nine years as a missionary in India — mulling connubial bliss. His decades of marriage counseling led him to distill some “mostly common sense” advice about how to dodge mates who would maul your happiness.</font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">“Hollywood says you can be deeply in love with someone and then your marriage will work,” the twinkly eyed, white-haired priest says. “But you can be deeply in love with someone to whom you cannot be successfully married.”</font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">For 40 years, he has been giving a lecture — “Whom Not to Marry” — to high school seniors, mostly girls because they’re more interested.</font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">“It’s important to do it before they fall seriously in love, because then it will be too late,” he explains. “Infatuation trumps judgment.”</font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">I asked him to summarize his talk:</font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">“Never marry a man who has no friends,” he starts. “This usually means that he will be incapable of the intimacy that marriage demands. I am always amazed at the number of men I have counseled who have no friends. Since, as the Hebrew Scriptures say, ‘Iron shapes iron and friend shapes friend,’ what are his friends like? What do your friends and family members think of him? Sometimes, your friends can’t render an impartial judgment because they are envious that you are beating them in the race to the altar. Envy beclouds judgment.</font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">“Does he use money responsibly? Is he stingy? Most marriages that founder do so because of money — she’s thrifty, he’s on his 10th credit card.</font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">“Steer clear of someone whose life you can run, who never makes demands counter to yours. It’s good to have a doormat in the home, but not if it’s your husband.</font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">“Is he overly attached to his mother and her mythical apron strings? When he wants to make a decision, say, about where you should go on your honeymoon, he doesn’t consult you, he consults his mother. (I’ve known cases where the mother accompanies the couple on their honeymoon!) </font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">“Does he have a sense of humor? That covers a multitude of sins. My mother was once asked how she managed to live harmoniously with three men — my father, brother and me. Her answer, delivered with awesome arrogance, was: ‘You simply operate on the assumption that no man matures after the age of 11.’ My father fell about laughing. </font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">“A therapist friend insists that ‘more marriages are killed by silence than by violence.’ The strong, silent type can be charming but ultimately destructive. That world-class misogynist, Paul of Tarsus, got it right when he said, ‘In all your dealings with one another, speak the truth to one another in love that you may grow up.’</font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">“Don’t marry a problem character thinking you will change him. He’s a heavy drinker, or some other kind of addict, but if he marries a good woman, he’ll settle down. People are the same after marriage as before, only more so. </font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">“Take a good, unsentimental look at his family — you’ll learn a lot about him and his attitude towards women. Kay made a monstrous mistake marrying Michael Corleone! Is there a history of divorce in the family? An atmosphere of racism, sexism or prejudice in his home? Are his goals and deepest beliefs worthy and similar to yours? I remember counseling a pious Catholic woman that it might not be prudent to marry a pious Muslim, whose attitude about women was very different. Love trumped prudence; the annulment process was instigated by her six months later.</font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">“Imagine a religious fundamentalist married to an agnostic. One would have to pray that the fundamentalist doesn’t open the Bible and hit the page in which Abraham is willing to obey God and slit his son’s throat.</font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">“Finally: Does he possess those character traits that add up to a good human being — the willingness to forgive, praise, be courteous? Or is he inclined to be a fibber, to fits of rage, to be a control freak, to be envious of you, to be secretive?</font></p><p><font face="courier new,courier,monospace">“After I regale a group with this talk, the despairing cry goes up: ‘But you’ve eliminated everyone!’ Life is unfair.”</font> </p><nyt_author_id /></div>  
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        <dc:subject>an ideal husband</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>marriage counseling</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>Maureen Dowd</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>new york times</dc:subject>
<dc:subject>relationships</dc:subject>

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                <p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">A Wednesday  morning chuckle for you. Puh-lease do yourself a favor and read this post, by one of my favorite and most fabulous bloggers: The NYC Ponderings Chick.</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">The post is entitled: <a href="http://nycponderings.blogspot.com/2008/06/freshman-year-steak-and-model-who.html">Freshman Year, Steak and the Model the Ruined My Life.</a></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">I promise you, I was one belly laugh away from Diet Coke w/ Lime come out of my nose (charming, I know). </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" size="2">Enjoy!</font></p><p><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="110" src="http://www.thescarlettletters.com/uploads/Untitled-3.serendipityThumb.jpg" width="109" alt=""  /> </p><p> </p>  
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