What ever happened to her? Just out of morbid curiosity. Did she wise up and drop the list, or is she still out there like Mo Dowdy and Carrie F.?
I remember Carrie Fisher's first movie line. She was in Shampoo, playing a randy teenager whose mom got her haircuts and her sex fixes from Warren Beatty's character. She's playing tennis as Beatty passes the court en route the house. Her first words were, "Wanna ____?"
I have a copy of Fisher's Surrender the Pink, which is her sequel to Postcards from the Edge, which I didn't read. I started reading Surrender, but never finished it. It was all about ungrounded relationships and the heartbreak of cystitis.
Speaking of hypergamy, which came up upthread, I remember going on vacation to West Texas in 1981 and thumbing through an article in the Southwest Airlines magazine. It was about a very successful woman realtor in Dallas who'd moved up the property ladder. She was unrefined (she drove an Excalibur, for example -- a showboat kit-car) but lived the good life nevertheless. She let the magazine know that whenever a man asked her out, she always asked him to fax over his financial statement. Her rationale was that men are "threatened" by women who earn more than they do and that she could short-circuit the inevitably unsatisfying experience by turning him down flat on the basis of his bottom line. I saw her point but thought she was missing the Point anyway.
On the other side of the aisle, a neighbor and I were talking about a very upper-middle-class couple that lives down the street. Both work insane hours (she's a bank EVP, he's an attorney in private practice), so much so that we could always hear their poor dog barking disconsolately in the back yard well into evening (a Weimaraner named for a famous German field marshal, of course, to go with their German cars). Neighbor commented that she was just like all the other attorneys' wives he'd ever seen: trophy-thin and trophy-cute. So what did they do, to round out their household collectanea? A couple of orphans from Eastern Europe, of course, whom they adopted a couple of years ago. Trophy wife, trophy kids, trophy cars and dog, insane work schedule, combative and argumentative nature, all the personality of a chunk of concrete. Whattaguy.
The insanity of "having it all" infects both sexes.
As for the status-conscious workaholic yuppies... That sometimes goes on for about five years or so....until the divorce. Look for the FOR SALE signs in the overpriced upscale neighborhoods.
The red-faced guys working on high blood pressure who look like their heads are about to explode, racing home through rush hour like madmen in the Jags and Lexus sedans are part of this syndrome as well.
Um....life doesn't have to be this complicated to find happiness, folks!