Wild Words from Wild Women. Autumn Stephens

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they can suck my dick.

      —Roseanne, outsized sitcom star known both for her cheeky charm and for the cheeks themselves, revealed to an entire stadium of World Series fans during a 1989 mooning spree.

      A diet counselor once told me that all overweight people are angry with their mothers and channel their frustrations into overeating. So I guess that means that all thin people are happy, calm, and have resolved their Oedipal entanglements.

      —Wendy Wasserstein, perpetually plump (“I was an elementary school Falstaff”) winner of the 1989 Pulitzer Prize for Drama.

      There's nothing on earth to do here but look at the view and eat. You can imagine the result since I do not like to look at views.

      —Famous wife Zelda Fitzgerald, in a moment of Jazz Age angst. Flappers were supposed to be flat, not fleshy.

      If American men are obsessed with money, American women are obsessed with weight. The men talk of gain, the women talk of loss, and I do not know which talk is the more boring.

      —Marya Mannes, journalist/OSS intelligence analyst. It didn't take her long to crack the nation's conversational code.

      I never worry about diets. The only carrots that interest me are the number you get in a diamond.

      Too much of a good thing can be wonderful.

      When women go wrong, men go right after them.

      —Sex goddess Mae West, honored in 1933 by the Central Association of Obstetricians and Gynecologists for “popularizing the natural plumpness of the female figure.”

      When women are depressed, they either eat or go shopping. Men invade another country. It's a whole different way of thinking.

      I'm just a person trapped inside a woman's body.

      —Comedian Elayne Boosler. Rejected by the Joffrey Ballet school for being non-bulimic, she became a substantial Showtime star by default.

      I deliberately overeat to give my body the . . . most voluptuous contours I can acquire. Growing fatter is one of the most intensely sensuous things that I have ever experienced.

      —Margaret Deirdre O'Hartigan, sensuous woman at large.

      A woman is as young as her knees.

      —British fashion designer Mary Quant, revered by the leggy and reviled by the lumpy for creating, during the sexy Sixties, that very minimal method of covering the gluteus maximus still known as the mini-skirt.

      I know there are some nights when I have power, when I could put on something and walk in somewhere, and if there's a man who doesn't look at me, it's because he's gay.

      —Super-self-confident movie star Kathleen Turner. If he doesn't leer, he must be queer. (Or could it be that his mama just raised him right?)

      Scheherazade is easy; a little black dress is very difficult.

      Elegance is refusal.

      —French couturier Gabrielle “Coco” Chanel, celebrated by modern young women of the 1920s for liberating them from the bods of severely structured clothing and by any number of modern young men as well, for succeeding where they had not.

      There are no ugly women, only lazy ones.

      —Helena Rubenstein. Hard work made her a makeup magnate.

      It's not what you'd call a figure, is it?

      —Twiggy, Sixties supermodel famous for her lack of flesh. Spindly but not stupid, La Twig was hip to the fact that less is definitely more (to the fashion media's taste).

      My weakness is wearing too much leopard print.

      —Hollywood novelist Jackie Collins: often leonine; seldom lionized.

      I base most of my fashion taste on what doesn't itch.

      —Comedian Gilda Radner. Fortunately, sensitive-skinned Gilda wound up as a Saturday Night Live star and not, like so many other unfortunate females of the polyester-and-pantyhose generation, as a resident of a nudist colony.

      I did not have three thousand pairs of shoes, I had one thousand and sixty.

      —Imelda Marcos, former first lady of the Philippines, setting the record straight on her vast (but not quite so vast as previously assumed) collection of stilettos, slippers, scuffs, moccasins, mules, platforms, pumps, loafers, loungers, booties, button-ups, espadrilles, high heels, Mary Janes, tennies, golf shoes, and riding boots.

      Anyone with more than 365 pairs of shoes is a pig.

      —Barbara Melser Lieberman, setting the record straight on Imelda Marcos.

      It matters more what's in a woman's face than what's on it.

      —Claudette Colbert, one actress who didn't lose any sleep over her lines.

      So many women just don't know how great they really are. They come to us all vogue outside and vague on the inside.

      —Mary Kay Ash, founder of the fantastically successful Mary Kay Cosmetics, Inc. Ironically, Ash proved her own mettle by selling lots of . . . makeup.

      I never go out unless I look like Joan Crawford the movie star. If you want to see the girl next door, go next door.

      —Actress Joan Crawford. For her fans, Mommie Dearest put her best face forward.

      You don't have to signal a social conscience by looking like a frump. Lace knickers won't hasten the holocaust, you can ban the bomb in a feather boa just as well as without, and a mild interest in hemlines doesn't necessarily disqualify you from reading Das Kapital and agreeing with every word.

      —British journalist Jill Tweedie. Oh, go ahead and smash the state if you must—but just this once, it wouldn't kill you to put on a little makeup!

      What is beautiful is good, And who is good will soon be beautiful.

      —Sappho, gal-loving Greek poet. And who is neither beautiful nor good, it seems, is just plain out of the loop.

      Never darken my Dior again!

      —British actress Beatrice Lillie, displaying great Christian charity toward the waiter who accidentally dumped dinner onto her dress.

      What you eat standing up doesn't count.

      —Creative calorie-counter Beth Barnes, the right-brained dieter's answer to Richard Simmons.

      Kiss my shapely big fat ass.

      —Country crooner K. T. Oslin, whose much-publicized menopause made her a trifle less petite, and far more impolite.

      Political Animas & Public Enemies

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      I want to be more than a rose in my husband's lapel.

      I want two passports. I want a passport that says “wife of the Prime Minister” and a passport that says I'm free.

      —Margaret Trudeau, a sexy side-kick in the pants to her Studio 54 pals; a mondo thorn in the side for poor Pierre.

      Remember the Ladies, and be more generous and favorable to them than your ancestors. Do not put such unlimited power into the hands of the Husbands. Remember all Men would be tyrants if they could. If particular care and attention is not paid to the Ladies we are determined to foment a Rebellion, and will not hold ourselves bound by any Laws in which we have no voice, or Representation.

      —Abigail Adams, wife of the second president of the United States of America.

      Sometimes when I look at my children I say to myself, “Lillian, you should have stayed a virgin.”

      —Lillian Carter, mother of the thirty-ninth president of the United States of America.

      Well,


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