Reasons Why I'd Like To Be a Brit
Last night I watched About a Boy. And in the course of the movie I decided that I'd like to be a Brit. My maybe-boyfriend/current love-of-life watched the movie with me and has had to listen to me talking with an English accent ever since. He now thinks I'm nuts reminding me that it would never work as I don't like tea OR scones. (Interesting how he defines whether or not I'd like a culture by its food. As if that's all I think about. But seriously, how much do I want a cheeseburger?) But back to my Britishness.

It wasn't just About a Boy. This week, I've also watched Emma, Love Actually, Sliding Doors and Bridget Jones' Diary. Don't ask. I guess I was trying to escape the election media. Don't get me wrong. I'm very patriotic and I love my country dearly, but all the newspeople were just saying the same thing over and over and over again. 'Twas a bit of a drag. My diversion into British culture proved the perfect escape, and now I'm thrilled to say that I've found the best of both worlds. I live in my beautiful USofA and thus have easy access to Krispy Kremes and gigantic malls and yet I can have a wicked wit, a sexy accent and bit of snobbery that is all very empowering.

Other aspects of my Britishness:
1) Cheers Mate! I say this as a greeting and a goodbye. One feels very happy-go-lucky when using this for a salutation. You should try it.
2) I don't exercise anymore. Brits are not into exercise-mania which is brilliant.
3) Do you fancy a shag? I have not said this yet, but I'm hoping that someone will say it to me. Very racy without sounding sleazy at all.
4) I can be an elitist. I think Brits on the whole look down on all Americans. I imagine they think we're all lesser versions of Paris Hilton. It's like they are our disapproving big brothers/sisters and we the silly younger sibling that will learn her lesson in time. Anyhoo, it's nice to be the snob.
5) "Holiday" sounds way chicer than "vacation". I'm away on holiday at the moment, but I'll ring you when I return.
6) "Mum". Mum makes Mom sound so hick-ish. Meanwhile, my Mum is very confused. I think because it's fall and mums do abound. She's quite the green thumb.
7) Brits are skinny. If there are fat ones, they must hide. They look like they live off of tea and cigarettes. Very urban chic. (This is particularly helpful given my current cheeseburger fixation and anti-exercise mantra.)
8) Black is an acceptable year-round color, which eliminates a great deal of wardrobe anxiety. Seriously, walking around London is far less stressful than walking around NYC.
9) You must have a separate wardrobe for weekends in the country. Not only does it sound very chic to be in J.Crew and claim that "this sweater will be perfect for the country", but it offers full justification for buying otherwise-unnecessary-but-very-cute romp-in-the-rain gear.
10) My quirkiness is now embraced. Brits are quite persnickety, so now my odd little traits (like speaking with a British accent) are widely accepted as part of my Britishness.

But enough of this. I must go. Am meeting my mates at the pub for fish and chips.

Cheers!