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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
No big mystery, when guys dress up as gals they pick role models with a sense of style rather than the frumpy-but-awesome.
VELMA IS NOT FRUMPY!
Ok, maybe a little, but that doesn't detract from her inherent awesomeness.
Even as a kid I hated Daphne and loved Velma.
All this Velma and Daphne talk reminds me of the scene in Spaced, when Tim and Daisy are talking about how when they were kids, they always saw themselves as Fred and Daphne, then the camera pulls back and they're dressed exactly like Shaggy and Velma. Hee!
Velma owns her frumpiness. And, as we've seen, come the Zombie Apocalypse Daphne will pay the price for not wearing sensible shoes.
Velma is probably secretly worth millions of dollars due to some sensible investing and some programming she does on the side.
While on my way to lunch I was thinking Velma would make an awesome Companion for Doctor Who....
eta: Speaking of:
(Also has Shaggy as the Doctor) Heh.
I can't imagine the distress that would cause here.
It makes me sad how early we start policing gender. sigh.
Can I say how much I love the descriptor frumpy-but-awesome? Because I do!
Also this Daphne vs Velma conversation is touching on an old button of mine. As a young girl, Scooby Doo had a very formative effect on me. For me the take-home message was girls have two choices, they can be pretty and stupid or unattractive but smart. And I was smart enough then to know I wasn't stupid, and so there I was at 6, mourning the fact that I'd never be considered pretty if people knew I was smart. (Good thing my other formative tv show was The Avengers.)
I think many girls still feel they have to choose between pretty or smart. So many men are intimidated by smart women.
So many men are intimidated by smart women.
Yeah, that's always made me sad. Or I should say what makes me sad is the women who try to hide their smarts. Because that makes it harder for me to find them.
I always considered myself "the smart one" of my sisters (since I clearly wasn't the pretty one), and so it pissed me off to no end when I found out they were getting better grades than me in middle school.
Minimalist superhero posters. Unfortunately the entries aren't tagged right, so I'm linking to the whole blog.
Man, I rushed back from lunch to make a meeting, and it had been cancelled while I was out. I so wish this gig had work Blackberries.