I can now avert the neurotic wonder I feel over the size of my ass here.
Dear Christina Hendricks:
Thank you for looking the way that you do. Thank you for being unapologetically awesome. Thank you for playing a woman who gets shit done. (Did you see the way she tourniqueted that dandy’s leg?) Thank you f0r saying this in Esquire:
“Stand up, open a door, offer a jacket. We talk about it with our friends after you do it. We say, “Can you believe he stood up when I approached the table?” It makes us feel important. And it makes you important because we talk about it.”
And for the rest of it.
xo, ss
