I am Iris

I am Iris Simpkins from “The Holiday.” Everything about me is represented in her, without the British accent of course.

Here is why:

- Have you read/listened to her opening monologue? If you haven’t I suggest you look at it RIGHT  now – that is my life, to a tee.

- I like to think we look alike (I can dream)
- I am going to D.C. this summer to escape Jasper, and to start looking for a Miles
- Because I am supposed to be the "leading lady of my own life," not the best friend. Ironic.
- I am a victim of unrequited love: I will admit it.
- She cries about her sorrows and wears big comfy sweaters while doing so.
- I love old people, and so does she
- She is looking for corny in her life, as am I
- She is an independent woman
- She also has a Blackberry
- She is a blond bombshell

                this is why I am Iris.
I am all of those things I listed above (in some way, shape, or form).


This summer is my Christmas vacation - it is a summer of "me." A summer to continue my search for independence, how to become the leading lady, how to fall out of love, and how to become amazing.


That is my biggest secret: the fact that I am the best friend, in love, and not the leading lady of my own life. Well my friends, today, today it ends. I am free for three months: free to roam D.C., find summer night life, love, friends - it is in my grip. I will be in the grip of my dominant function all summer - get ready D.C., it's on.