JENNIFER LAWRENCE to her KNEES for ALL OF US
February 25, 2013 § 3 Comments
She was radiant. She was beautiful. And wearing, as all of us have at least once in our lives, purely impossible clothes. And she fell on her way up the slippery steps to accept an Oscar for Best Actress last night. The images online this morning show how gorgeous the slip up truly was. Look at the drama.
We women have all been there. Dressed to our own personal “nines” and nervous beyond imagining that someone will notice there’s a run-of-the-mill human being in the center of the taffeta yardage, perfumed coif and glamour, a real woman presenting to others some glorious swan she hopes others want to see.
And then she falls on her way to accept her award. Trips. Bows down. But the award is still there, waiting for her.
Why? Not because she wore the best dress or hired the premiere stylists. Not because she slimmed down more than the other awards hopefuls or pretended better than anyone else that she was “it.”
I’d like to think that, in spite of her fall, the award waiting up there was one she earned. And the honor of collecting it, once she’d collected herself and controlled all that fabric she was lugging around, truly her honor.
She’d have been given it even without the glam and the dress.
But I love how she so very gracefully fell and got back up to accept her prize. It reminds me of what we women do. Lug diaper bags to board meetings, gain weight spending all day watching toddlers, hold back mountains of tears while our mothers die protracted cancer deaths and then pull on ripped hose to attend dinner out with people whose lives always seem cleaner and more organized than our own.
In short, I’ll bet many of us saw ourselves trip with Jennifer, princesses in our own fairytales, complete with a sea of powder pink crinoline surrounding us, all nerves and shock and the sense of “I did it” swelling as we start to cry, then laugh, then push up with our elegant slim arms, and stand and walk confidently to the podium for an award our public personal won us but our private one deserves.