Oh, hey Thursday. You are looking pretty albeit a little chillier and more Fall like. Thank goodness.
So like most of you, I watched the debate last night, and apologies for my misuse as Facebook as Twitter but that's how I roll. I admit to feeling nervous before the debate began, but once the cameras started rolling and the fight of the century got underway, I felt really great.
Hillary showed us what she's made of last night- by remaining smart and confident next to you know who.
And if being confident and cool is a nasty woman trait, I want to be nasty too.
If being smart and poised is a nasty woman trait, I'd like to be nasty.
And if kicking the ass of a complete moron while showing immaculate restraint is a nasty woman trait, then I'd like to be a nasty woman.
If looking and sounding like a President is a nasty woman trait, call me nasty anytime.
And if breaking new ground and fighting for what's right is a nasty thing, then I'm all kinds of nasty.
Donald Trump, whose bar could not be much lower going into the debate dropped that bar lower last night by calling Hillary Clinton a "nasty woman". Mic drop. Leave the room. You're done. Bye Felicia! Dummy.
With that one phrase, he lost control completely. There were other ridiculous moments in the debate like his inability to accept his fate as a capital L Loser when Hillary creams him in November, or sniffing his way through a huge gaffe by calling out Bernie, who happens to support Hillary. But calling her a nasty woman was vile. And stupid.
And if by nasty he meant she 100% destroyed him last night, nasty it shall be. Because, Mr. Trump- you're going to be calling Mrs. Clinton Commander in Chief very soon, and you sir, are not only nasty, but rotten.
Because women have been called every name in the book and should not have to defend their strengths to anyone. Women are considered hard and cold and aggressive when we are going for what we want. We're considered nasty when they're fired up. We're slut shamed, fat shamed, and shame shamed. I am so glad Hillary showed what she's working with last night, and when Trump calls you nasty, you just keep doing you because there's no way he's going to win this race and his fate was inevitably sealed last night- I truly believe that.
So ladies- go be nasty, be proud, be whoever you want. Because I think our next President is going to be a woman, and she may very well be as nasty as she wants to be. Cause that's what's up this I was with her, I've been with her, I am with her kind of Thursday in the 718. Yours, in nasty business and winning the race. You go, girl- and don't stop till you get to that big White House. PS Sophia Amoruso of Nasty Gal, that's her in the astronaut suit, who just published a new book, called "Nasty Galaxy" celebrating bad ass ladies must be kvelling. All the way to the bank. XO
MAVEN UPDATE: Go buy this tee shirt. Now. I just did. Benefits Planned Parenthood too. ;)