Kelley and I started watching Glee a few days ago. The first few eps, for me, were a time for pleasant, brightly-coloured zoning out. But then I started to get the hang of it: lots of zingers under the perkiness and spangles.
Last night we watched episode 7, “Throwdown.” Jane Lynch got to have fun, as usual. But nothing terribly out of the ordinary–the zingers just a tad more close to the bone, perhaps. Then, sudden gear change: cheerleaders in football uniforms, dancing around a cheerleader in a cheerleading uniform. I sat up. Blinked.
Kelley and I looked at each, raised our eyebrows. Talk about smooth, delicious, under-the radar gender transgression. Or am I hopelessly old-fashioned? Did anyone else even notice this? Or has everyone on the planet noticed but I just didn’t notice them noticing?