The Lizzie Bennet Diaries

Hi everyone. It feels like the 2.5 WPF Club is putting on a full court blitz!

Full court blitz… that's what that's called, right?

Anyway, to marry, settle down, and start our lives.

As if my life has not started yet.

My pestering, traditionally-valued mother has it cast in stone

that I'm practically an old maid at 24.

But I've done my research!

The majority of marriages occur significantly after 25

and they tend to be happier and longer.

And the children of those marriages tend to live happier and more stable lives.

I have done the research!

My mother has never been particularly interested in rational thought.

She thinks ghosts cause power outages.

My name is Lizzie Bennet, I am single, and that is perfectly okay.

As it is no surprise to any of you, my mom has been preparing me

for marriage my entire life.

I didn't turn out quite as she expected.

My Lizzie is quite the strange one.

All that readin', writin', and studyin'. And that mouth of hers.

And when I was seven, my mom dressed me

as a spinster for Halloween. A spinster.

Yeah, trying explaining what a spinster is

to your second grade classmates. Who does that?

You weren't a spinster that year. You were a witch.

Nope. Definitely a spinster.

Why would any mom dress her daughter up as a spinster?