And of course there's this:
Yet another reason to love Meghan McCain: we have the same taste in fashion!
(one of my favorite DVF coats)
Today, taking shots at a woman’s weight has become one of the last frontiers in socially accepted prejudice.
- Meghan McCain
And then there are these embarrassing teenage fangirl moments:
I, for one, think she’s gorgeous, funny, intelligent and has more balls than every guy I know, combined. When I read her essays in The Daily Beast, I just want to be friends with her. Hmm - anyone know her email? :)
QUIT TALKING ABOUT MY WEIGHT, LAURA INGRAHAM - THE DAILY BEAST
Why I love Meghan McCain. If it weren’t so lame, I would write YOU GO GIRL! Oh. Wait. I just did.
Whatever, it’s appropriate in this situation. YOU GO GIRL!
I bet the piece’s working title was, “Quit Talking Bout My Weight, Bitch!”
Oh Jackles. Why am I almost certain that if Meghan McCain had burst upon the scene a year or so ago, when you were in the "skinny phase" you keep wistfully blogging about, you'd have looked down your nose at her and been horrified that she appeared in public wearing the same coat you have?
As always, even your celebrity worship is somehow all about you.