No, no, no, no, no.
And one more no for good measure.
Considering our recent discussion, this encourages me to curl up in the fetal position and cry:
Link provided by Best Week Ever, article originally published in the Whittier (Ca.) Daily News. The traumatizing details after the jump.
Bloodworth-Thomason says she has written and secured financial backing for a Designing Women Broadway play featuring Julia, Suzanne, Mary-Jo and Charlene as they would be today. All would still be working at the design firm and have a thing or two to say about what is going on in the world.
“Those four women are made for Broadway. You just want to see them, high heels clicking and mouths moving,” she said. “We never got to close the show, we never got to say good-bye to ourselves or the public. They would talk about how society views women today and that sort of vapid, superficial world we live in now where everybody has to weigh 90 pounds. I think Julia would take issue with that.”
How could one EVER think this to be a good idea? I wouldn’t have thought it a good idea even in DW’s rhinestone-accented, Delta Burke-gum-snapping heydey.
Am I wrong here?
*Despite the bitterness with which I regarded the news of Topher Grace allegedly cozying up to Ivanka Trump (???), I’m feeling okay quoting his “In Good Company” catchphrase. You know, the one other than “Well if Hector’s psyched, I know I’m psyched!” Topher. Call me, mmmkay?
