With a bad, defeated mood fog having descended yesterday, I turn this morning to the power of the word "Emma." It means three things to me, all of which make me happy: the book by Jane Austen, the character of Mrs. Peel from the Avengers, and the new album from the singer formerly known as Baby Spice. The first reminds me of the importance of being clever but humble, involved but thoughtful, as well as the joy of romping around in empire-waist dresses in beautiful English country homes with well-spoken, twitterpated men. The second, of being whip-smart and brave, of busting heads and taking names, both literally and figuratively. The third, of being silly and light-hearted with a pleasing, out-of-the-blue bossa nova sound, and getting to make sparkly, spunky videos that deftly hide your inability to dance.
Really, isn't that what we all need?
