So, most readers probably know that Hilary Duff is a personal shero of mine. To launch into a full explanation would take too much space, but I've loved her since the Lizzie McGuire days and have seen her twice in person.The summer before starting Yale, I drove up to Hollywood with
friends for the premiere of A Cinderella Story and while I was in London last semester I was probably less than ten-feet away from her as she performed in a Soho club.
But she's been disapointing me lately.First, there was her turn as a Maxim cover girl.
Then the "op-ed"(I apply that label loosely) she penned for the The Observer, entitled, "What I know about men ..." It featured Hilary spouting such gems as:
"I'm not, like, a crazy feminist. I think women definitely need men. Like, I couldn't imagine having a girlfriend!"
"I want to have a husband and two kids and a nice little life baking pies."
"Women are definitely home-makers. We're obviously very different from men."
And, then, there's her new orientalist music video for the single, "Stranger."
You won't have to wait too long before you see her decked out in "Indian" jewelry and make-up bellydancing because because, you know, just like all feminists are lesbians, all of Asia just oozes sex.
I'm not abandoning her just yet, but suggestions for new personal heroes are welcome.
