Yo, Thursday, what's up with you? It's International Woman's Day, and today was a true test.
Oh my, today was a DAY. As I pour myself a bourbon on the rocks, I wanted to give a shout out to all my lady pals out there who know that being a woman is the greatest thing there is, and we're lucky that we smell nice, kick ass, and intuitively know a thing or two about nurturing- whether it be a child, a pet, or a tough boss who may need an ego stroke or two, or a piece of your tender loving kindness. Being a girl is glorious, and of this I am certain, cause I am one.
So today being that kind of day, a friend of mine were chatting and decided it was time to bust out the Hole, which seems apropos for my pissy mood. Needless to say, Hole was my favorite band back in the day- I remember in those good old days of Liz Phair and such I went more the Courtney Love side, whose fucked up face and lace slip dresses were just my type.I remember rocking a Hole tee shirt with the aforementioned slip dress underneath, some kitten hells, and a whole lot of indignation. That was fun.
I loved Hole's music, and still feel very strongly that they are the perfect accompaniment to a hard workout, a bad afternnon when you feel like a good fight, or just when you're feeling spunked out and need to get in touch with your tough side. And you know, Courtney can be plenty tender too- songs like "Malibu" off of Celebrity Skin are sweet and lovely. Just don't fuck with her or that moody dreamy thing will turn dark might quick. But you knew that.
Anyhow, regardless of Rush Limbaugh's insanity or what kind of music you listen to or what team you play on, it's important to give props for us females today, and every day, really. And trust me, if you ever need to get through a crappy afternoon, Courtney is the answer, and always will be.Sure she's a trainwreck, but a rocking one. And her wardrobe doesnt' suck either.
Oh, make me over. Casue that's what's up this so glad you could make it now kind of Thursday in Courtney Love's fan club kind of Thursday in the 718. Long live the ladies. Go forth and be bad asses. XO
Enjoy possibly my favorite song of Hole's. Or at least the one that always stokes the fire, even though I haven't rocked a slip dress (in public) for quite some time.
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