Tina Fey or Sarah Palin?

Tina Fey as Sarah Palin. Has there ever been an SNL parody as spot on as Fey's Palin? Fey nails it all - the glasses, the hair, the voice, the vague non-answers, and, of course, the cringe-worthy homespun colloquialisms.

If you've read about Tina Fey's Palin skits online but haven't seen the actual videos, I've added them here, straight from SNL's website.

They really are must-see TV, but as much as I love laughing at Tina Fey's impression of Sarah Palin, I do not want to see Palin or Palin-parodies after November. So, get out and vote for Obama/Biden.

Remember, feminism isn't about 'getting a woman into the white house'. Feminism is about getting the best person elected to the white house, even if she happens to be a woman.

SNL - skits with Tina Fey as Sarah Palin:

Shoe Shopping

I was looking over some of my older online articles and came across this one on the subject of Femininity. It made me chuckle, especially since I was just thinking that I need a new pair of shoes....

Humor: Femininity

I am the first to admit that I am no girly-girl. I don't buy new clothes each season. I don't have a flair for accessorizing. But I will also admit that a stylish shirt and a pair of pants that fit my curves just right can do wonders to boost my mood. Until I look down in perplexity at my bare feet and at the rows of shoes in my closet, none of which match my outfit.

Why is femininity linked to shoes? Multiple shoes. Casual shoes. Dress shoes. Shoes for long skirts. Shoes for short skirts. Loafers. Knee-high boots. Ankle boots. High-heels. Pumps. Sandals. Sling-backs. Flats. Shoes. Shoes. Shoes.

I walk into a shoe store with modest goals. Usually to replace my worn-out fall-back shoes, the shoes I nearly always wear after dismissing each of the trendy pairs in my closet. Frequently, I find myself leaving the store with three or four pairs of shoes, none of which meet my intended goal and most of which will be returned by the end of the week or will sit in my closet gathering dust.

Regardless of my poor track record, I walk into each shoe store with high hopes. I am a woman. It will be fun to have new shoes. My hope dwindles as I circle the store. Ugly. Gaudy. Big random buckles or bows. Impossibly long square or pointed toes. Skinny towering spiked heels. Nothing that resembles the size and shape of an actual woman's foot. (read more...)