posted by January 30 at 14:36 PMon
Pamela Sitt, Times editor Mike Fancher’s favorite girly-girl “about town,” writes in this week’s “edgy” new Sunday Styles section about what it means to be “good at” being single. When is Sitt at her “single best”? Why, when “eating pink-frosted cupcakes for breakfast” (gag) and “feeling smug about married people who are required to eat sensible meals,” of course! “After which I like to text-message a girlfriend and complain about getting fat.”
Wow. Smug, insecure, and compulsive—now there’s a girl who knows how to have fun!
But there’s a dark side to all that singly freedom. Namely, Valentine’s Day, when “I’ve decided that I’m too lazy to date. On the plus side, if I just stay single and it were a contest, I would win. This is a good time of year to be bad at being single, when you realize there is nothing good about February, and that has everything to do with Feb. 14. And the weather.”
Do grown women really still stress out about Valentine’s Day? Really? Because I do remember freaking out about it once, when I wasn’t sure whether to ask a cute long-haired boy named Eric to the Sadie Hawkins dance, and then I did, and he said no, and that really sucked. But that was in the sixth grade.
Fortunately, the rest of the column is a series of strung-together quotes. Unfortunately, they’re as unenlightening as Sitt’s pink-frosted Valentine’s Day dilemma.
Tune in next week for another edition of Sittstorm, where we’ll learn about why girls think science is icky, why boys are just soooo hard to understand, and why “retail therapy” is better than going to counseling!