women’s history month

real women WCW!

Here we are at the last week of Women’s History Month WCW. I hope you enjoyed it. I mean, I know it’s not my best work, but I thought it was a good idea and I’m sure better things are on the horizon. (no i’m not, but it sounded good, didn’t it?)

This week’s WHMWCW will feature women who aren’t celebrities. They won’t look familiar to you unless you’ve been keeping up with this blog for a while or you’ve been stalking me (in that case, please stop. thanks). I can’t call them women crushes because that would be weird. So, without further ado, my non-crush WCW.

My mom is hands down my best friend. I don’t know what I’d do or where I’d be without her. She’s the Sophia to my Dorothy, the Kris to my Kim. I might not know where I’d be or what I’d do without her, but I can say this, my clothes would be filthy and I’d probably starve. I’d have no one to watch my “stories” with. No one to go on adventures with. No one to come home and tell all of my secrets to. She’s my biggest cheerleader and is always there when I need a shoulder to cry on. I hope that when my time comes I could manage to be half the mother she is. She knows that she has to stay in line, though. Since I’m an only child I get to pick her nursing home.

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WCW collage

My mom isn’t the only woman in my family who I am lucky to have. I have a set of the best aunts in the world. They have taught me how to fluff pillows, they’ve patiently and painstakingly helped me choose a Communion dress and calmed me down when I looked like an idiot at my Confirmation. And most importantly, they didn’t kill me when I cried howled through the night because everyone underestimated my hatred of sleepovers and just wanted to go home.

I’ve said before that I’m an only child. Luckily, the cousin branches on my family tree grow very close together. We’ve kept each other company in the bathroom, they’ve tried to teach me important life skills – like the “I Want It That Way” airport dance (which i still can’t do). We’ve fought with each other, got in trouble together, laughed and cried together. They’re my constants. My definites. They’re probably going to read this and immediately call a priest because I never get this sentimental; I must be possessed.


I am so lucky to call these women mine.


women’s history month WCW

Why is it that on days I decide to write a post, the day just flies by? Seriously, I feel like I was just sitting down to watch Mob Wives and now it’s after 10pm. Anyway, on to the point of this post, March is Women’s History Month and I’m going to try to use it to the best of my (blogging) advantage. Each Wednesday this month there will be a WCW post here so be on the lookout! This one is going up late, obviously, but the others should be more timely. Meaning I’m going to schedule them. (#spoileralert)

So without further ado…

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Can Meryl Streep do any wrong? Nope. Even in bad movies, she’s good (*cough* Death Becomes Her *cough*). I call her Mama Meryl because if I could chose anyone in the world to be my mom, other than my real mom, it would be her. My mom is aware of this and will help me pack my bags if Meryl comes a- knocking.

She’s just… effortless. And amazing. And so talented it’s ridiculous.

meryl streep batman



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I’ve talked about my love for Melissa McCarthy before. Nothing’s changed. If you haven’t seen “Saint Vincent” go to your nearest RedBox, Target, DVD bootlegger (hey, whatever works) get it and thank me later. She is excellent in it.

She seems fun to be around. I love when she goes on talk shows, she tucks her leg underneath her when she sits. get comfortable, girl. That’s how I like to sit too but I’m constantly getting yelled at because it messes up the couch cushions. if melissa can do it, so can i.

And finally for today…

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Kate DiCapri… oh wait.

Kate Winslet. The British Meryl Streep. (too far?) The only way I could like her more is if she and Leo stopped kidding themselves and just got married already. I know she’s married and he’s looking for me  playing his role as the New George Clooney, but they love each other; it’s so obvious and seems so right. On second thought, her husband’s last name is Rocknroll, which is pretty badass, so she’s winning either way. I hope that’s his real last name and I’m not making myself look like a total fool.

Who is your WCW this week?

Let’s discuss!


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