Will the real Wonder Woman stand up?
July 13, 2002
the resemblance is striking, no?
this morning, i rescued wonder woman from a yard sale. she was trapped in a mattel box on a dusty shelf in a dirty yard, and i had to take her home with me. it seemed a funny twist of fate as just last week i’d been reminiscing about my stint as a superhero. my parents refused to buy me wonder woman underoos, so my big brothers helped put together The Outfit, complete with construction paper head- and wrist-bands, a yellow yarn lasso and pink halter top. alas, i had no boots or cape, but that didn’t stop me from riding around in my big wheel, battling evil in my neighborhood.
I'm Christine, and this is a slice of my life—a sweet, rich, wildly indulgent slice that would taste really good with a scoop of Breyers vanilla bean ice cream. Read more >>
I run a darling, friendly, little graphic design studio.
I look on the bright side.
I take photos. Lots of photos.
I wish on stars and on websites.
I built my first web site 7 years ago and got 15 seconds of fame. (It changed my life.)
I launched, then relaunched, an online magazine.
I admitted to several embarrassing crushes.
I consumed more bacon than any human should and lived to tell the tales.
