There are moments in every Wellesley woman’s life when she pauses to ask, “What would Elizabeth Bennett do?” The Hillary Clinton of 1810, Lizzie has served as a literary inspiration for thousands of Wellesley women who will [insert world-changing possibilities here]. Lord knows I wrote my college essay on her and her dichotomous lifestyle– girl power Ms Bennett by day, adoring and loving Mrs Darcy by night.
However, as of late I have grown disenchanted with my Austenian muse. She falls for a character who, in actuality, does not exist, and has been the source of many a failed relationship– not just in my life— but in those that surround me. Also, despite her hesitation to settle into the perfect little housewife routine, she succumbs to the pressure. Embroidered apron and freshly baked chocolate chip cookies and all.
Fortunately, though, Torie– the aforementioned beloved roommate–showed me a new and improved Lizzie. In place of 1950s domesticity, she exudes 1999 Fight Club temperament. And best of all, she convinces all of Austen’s other protagonists– Fanny, Emma, the Dashwood sisters– to join in on the action. If you don’t believe me, feast your eyes on this: