I love songs about extraterrestrial life, don't you?

My family has this tradition where every year on Thanksgiving night we watch Hannah and Her Sisters, because it's my mom's favorite movie and because of the bookending Thanksgiving dinner scenes. This year I was really taken with the wardrobe of Barbara Hershey's character, Lee: She's always in blue jeans and these seemingly boyish grey sweatshirts or faded old plaid flannel shirts, which has really done a lot to change my mind about the latter (something I haven't thought about fashionwise since I was 15 and tried to turn myself into some sort of Eddie Vedder lookalike). With Lee it's not a proto-grunge thing, nor the least bit lumberjack-esque; she makes plaid flannel 100 percent New York and sexy in this quintessential-Woody-Allen-girl kind of way that's pretty much irresistible.

So now I want to wear faded old plaid flannel shirts again, and it's a bit of a challenge. In order to escape the Eddie-Vedder-in-'92-ness, they have to fit snugly, which means no shopping the men's department of the thriftstore like way back when. I did some Salvation Army scouring over last weekend but no dice: All the ladies flannel shirts seem to make their plaid out of lavender and rose-pink, and I am not a girl who wants to wear pastels, ever. (And herein lies the greatest struggle of my life for today.)

Anyway, despite my renewed admiration of Lee's fashion sense, my favorite sister will always be Holly, the caterer/actress/singer/writer fuck-up played magically by Dianne Wiest (aka my most adored actress in the history of the universe). The best is when she takes Woody Allen to CBGB. (P.S. I totally just bought the song in this scene off of iTunes - thank you, Wikipedia!)

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