The Betty Dreams of an Ordinary Girl

Angelina Jolie...don't care what you think about her politics or her crazy past, but you've got to give the woman credit. She knows how to park her perky buns on the front page and keep them there (even is she has to steal another woman's husband to keep her hooks in the "don't you want to be me" tabloids).

Anyway, I digress...oh, right, anyone who seizes her most fabulous self and refuses to let go like Angie has, impresses the hell out of me!!!! She's been having the most fabulous day ever for so long, I suspect she keeps a groundhog chained in her halogen-lit, sans-shadow basement.

She's the golden girl, and I dig a brunette who can pull off the glittery gold thing. She's glamorous Betty to the rest of our Wilmas. Cosmetically altered to the point that her dewy glow has been preserved to perfection (intact, even, just days after a C-section, we're now told), while us mere mortals are left to age about as gracefully as a peeled apple left out in the sun. Okay, not that quickly, but everything's relative, and have you seen Ms. Brangelina lately??? We're so not Betty-worthy...

And, oh yeah. This guy she's hanging out with? He's more perfect than she is... Okay, we kinda have to hate her for that, but he's kind of screwed his ex to be with Ms. A, so how fab. could he really be?

Digressing again...

My point is, wouldn't it be nice to be a Betty for a day??? My theory is we all have our Betty moments, we're just not always paying attention... Say, like when your'e dancing with a girl friend at a reader convention full of, say, perfect-looking men...and one of the models who's a good friend of hers sidles up to dance with your group...and someone wants to take a picture ('cause everyone's always taking his pickie)... and that someone says, how 'bout a kiss???

LOL!! A friend sent me this picture from another friend's site (thanks, Dana)... I'm not Angelina, but it was a pretty hot dress, and Bill Freda is not only a fun man to dance with but a FREAKIN' HOTTIE!!! Sure said girlfriend and I went back to our real lives where we're busy writers and wives and mothers (so Wilma sometimes, it's easy to lose who you are in the midst), but for just a moment, we got to be Betties!!!

Don't forget to celebrate your Bettiness, ladies (and for my gentleman visitors, your Bradness, without the whole being a bastard to your wife part) ;O). When you're drowning in every day, you can't always see the montaintop. It's good to have a momento to remind you (this picture's going in my scrap book for sure). And Betty inspiration is good for all kinds of practical applications beyond boosting the ego. My husband thinks my dress is hot, too. He's taking me out to dinner so he can have it (that is, me) to himself all night ;O)

Have you ever had a "Dancing with Bill Freda" sighting, a Betty moment, or otherwise have stumbled across your most fabulous Angie self when you least expected it???