Yeah, well, let the same man be their mutual object of attention and all that will fly out the window.
Posted on 08/13/2005 1:35:10 AM PDT by nickcarraway
THE woman's long black hair whipped across her pale face as she danced to punk rock at the bar. She seemed to be the life of the party. Little did she know that she was igniting a girl crush. Susan Buice was watching, and she was smitten.
Ms. Buice, 26, and the dancer (actually a clothing designer) happen to live in the same Brooklyn apartment building, so Ms. Buice, a filmmaker, was later able to soak up many other aspects of her neighbor's gritty yet feminine style: her layered gold necklaces; her fitted jackets; her dark, oversize sunglasses; and her Christian Dior perfume.
"I'm immediately nervous around her," Ms Buice said. "I stammer around her, and it's definitely because I think she's supercool."
Ms. Buice, who lives with her boyfriend, calls her attraction a girl crush, a phrase that many women in their 20's and 30's use in conversation, post on blogs and read in magazines. It refers to that fervent infatuation that one heterosexual woman develops for another woman who may seem impossibly sophisticated, gifted, beautiful or accomplished. And while a girl crush is, by its informal definition, not sexual in nature, the feelings that it triggers - excitement, nervousness, a sense of novelty - are very much like those that accompany a new romance.
This is not a new phenomenon. Women, especially young women, have always had such feelings of adoration for each other. Social scientists suspect such emotions are part of women's nature, feelings that evolution may have favored because they helped women bond with one another and work cooperatively. What's new is the current generation's willingness to express their ardor frankly.
"Historically, talking about these kinds of feelings has gone in and out of fashion,"
(Excerpt) Read more at nytimes.com ...
Another episode from the New York Times' continuing series of "Lifestyles of the Shallow and Stupid NY Liberal Female"...
Sometimes I think we're due for another great flood.
Good time to be a boat salesman...
Yeah, well, let the same man be their mutual object of attention and all that will fly out the window.
This is some of the most insipid drivel I've ever seen. BARF!
And the Lord smelled a sweet savour; and the Lord said in his heart, I will not again curse the ground any more for man's sake; for the imagination of man's heart is evil from his youth; neither will I again smite any more every thing living, as I have done.-- Genesis 8:21, KJV
What a steaming pile.
LOL! Well said!
Someone at work told me there's stuff like that on the internet, but I don't believe him.
What? A NY Times reporter suggesting that women might be genetically different in their emotions from men?
Well, there is a biblical precedent of great love and friendship between two women, in the story of Ruth.
Ruth pledged to Naomi: "Where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. Your people will be my people and your God my God. Where you die I will die, and there I will be buried. May the Lord deal with me, be it ever so severely, if anything but death separates you and me"
BWAHAHAHA!
Thanks!
I thought it had merit.
Men must be very careful these days when looking for a wife. If your girlfriend is obsessed with such nonsense as other women in dark, oversized sunglasses, run far, far, away.
The end result is not worth it.
That's so old fashioned, today they would share and share alike.
"What's new is the current generation's willingness to express their ardor frankly."
Oh, fi on that. Eleanor Franklin and women of her age, my mother included, wrote gushy, mushy letters and said adoring things about their women friends to each other.
The Victorian women were the absolute masters of gushy feminine admiration.
Mother was not Victorian, but she certainly was Edwardian with all the mush included.
Stephanie Rosenbloom.
Related:
I can sympathize with Stephanie Rosenbloom, I can. In case you don’t read The New York Times, she has complained that the only image of her on the Internet was nine years old, bohemian, brunette and unflattering, and it followed her around like a Ghost of Fashion Unconsciousness Past. She mentioned that she was now a blonde who wore stiletto heels. Presumably, her current incarnation is much more attractive. However, she hasn’t yet posted a new picture of herself online, so we have to take her word for it. Yyyeah. Might want to fix that, Steph.
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