Monday, October 29, 2012

A Master Plan for This Thing Called Life


If I knew getting pregnant would be this complicated, I would have followed Sissy and been knocked up a decade ago, likely on a dare, after too many gimlets with Greg at Automatic Slims. Here’s a photo of Sissy, my BFF, at my rehearsal dinner, eight-months pregnant.  Her “cankles” were so swollen we brought her silver ice buckets from the tables, a champagne pedicure. Back then, I thought she made a crazy mistake moving to Boston for his job, giving up hers, and starting a family at thirty. I was convinced she was going to miss out on everything meaningful in being self-sufficient and independently solvent with a closet full of Barney’s newest labels. Now, as I sit here on a six-week leave from my high-octane career, I’m starting to wonder if maybe Sissy had the better master plan for this thing called life. – Rachel Z

Monday, October 22, 2012

The Feminine Mistake as we turn 40


In 1963, Betty Friedan published her famous book “The Feminine Mystique.” She proclaimed, “Women are victims of a false belief system that requires them to find identity and meaning in their lives through their husbands and children. Such a system causes women to completely lose their identity in that of their family…” Blah, blah, blah. But it got me thinking what exactly did Betty and her gal pals sell those of us born post 1963, and did she wrangle up the right antagonist? Because that singular quote keeps haunting me. – Rachel Z