Gosh, I am ever so relieved to learn that runway models are no longer expected to be “super thin.” Guess that means they’ll have to swap those size minus threes for size zeroes. We do have some things in common. For instance, my right arm / their right leg. . . yep, same. I’m sure they’re excited that now they’ll be able to indulge in things like, hmm, meals.

I’m probably too dense (no, that was not a pun) to figure out the following: Glyde, who says her readers are “strong, smart, stylish women” who look to the runway shows for a “strong vision” of seasonal looks, predicts new collections will offer “enormous sophistication,” longer hemlines and the return of metallic fabrics. A lot of women 26 years old and up are hoping for more length,” she says. “You can’t apply irony to showing every inch of your legs.”  I don’t know about any of you, but I NEVER apply irony to my legs. Maybe a bronzer every now and then, but that is absolutely it. I think Glyde and Alanis Morissette need to review their literary terms worksheet.

And then there’s this: “We’re going to see a much more refined, more grown-up female. It will be a little more serious.”

So, are they suggesting we females have been crude, immature, and flighty?

Well, forget them. I’m going to find my latest issue of Teen People, read all the trashy celebrity gossip, and have Ben & Jerry’s Chunky Monkey for dinner. Or maybe the new Blue Bell flavor. Or maybe I’ll collect all those size minus threes, stitch them together, and apply some irony to my own legs.

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