I'm not a girly girl. Yes, I wear make-up and, when I have the opportunity, wear my hair down. Yes, I like nice jewellery. I don't do pink. I don't do fluffy. I don't do simpering female. I am the youngest of four children, the eldest two are boys. I'm a bit of a tom-boy.
Chick-flicks? Metal Mummy, really? Cool!
How contrary am I? I actually do like a good chick-flick, as long as they are the empowering women ones, the ones where the women aren't complete and utter simpering pathetic females throughout. I do like a good song and dance routine, but I've already talked about Strictly Ballroom and Moulin Rouge a few weeks ago. And I broke the rules in Week Two, so am limited to my choice here. Plus Dirty Dancing's already been 'done'.
I'm choosing my other favourite:
All the classic lines:
- In case I forget to tell you later, I had a really good time tonight.In case I forget to tell you later, I had a really good time tonight.
- I appreciate this whole seduction thing you've got going on here, but let me give you a tip: I'm a sure thing.
- Just how obscene an amount of cash are we talking about here? Profane or really offensive?
- Big mistake. Big. Huge. I have to go shopping now.
Which leads me onto my most favourite scene in the entire film: