flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
We settled on ‘an awesome of Wonder Women’, but I’m a fan of ‘a badass of Wonder Women’. In order, you’re seeing 20s, 40s, 50s (beatnik), 60s, 80s, 90s (riot grrl, not chola, but I understand your confusion), and 00s Coachella style hipster.
Then I made myself into a cat, because I have a problem, and also because cat wonder woman would be awesome. . . until she eats her lasso of truth, and then Batman has to pull a poop on the end of a lasso out of her butt, and no one appreciates that as little as the Dark Knight. (Back me up, cat parents. This is a thing we all have to do eventually.)