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Peggy Bundy is my role model. Images of glamor and images of the working-class were pretty absent from the television I watched so much of growing up. The beauty of the banal, the un-fashion, the house wife, the stay-at-home, totally turned me out. Peggy made it clear that even those without extraordinary talent, inclination or (especially) means could still affect a glamorous lifestyle. Fuck Paris Hilton. Peggy's style is not only possible, but mandatory. She indulges her own basic physical desires (sex, rest, bonbons cigarettes), at the detriment of... nothing. She's a "bad mom" sure but causes no real harm. And to top it all off she does everything in leggings and heels with a bouffant hairdo. This, the aesthetic of bravery and ease, is inspiring.
Peggy Bundy is my role model. Images of glamor and images of the working-class were pretty absent from the television I watched so much of growing up. The beauty of the banal, the un-fashion, the house wife, the stay-at-home, totally turned me out. Peggy made it clear that even those without extraordinary talent, inclination or (especially) means could still affect a glamorous lifestyle. Fuck Paris Hilton. Peggy's style is not only possible, but mandatory. She indulges her own basic physical desires (sex, rest, bonbons cigarettes), at the detriment of... nothing. She's a "bad mom" sure but causes no real harm. And to top it all off she does everything in leggings and heels with a bouffant hairdo. This, the aesthetic of bravery and ease, is inspiring.
