As Wendy Davismania spirals up, up, up, and into its second week, the anti-Davis backlash is in full swing. Her latest crime? Dyeing her hair at some point between age 27 and 50. In that spirit, here are some men currently serving in Congress who also may or may not have worn toupees or had hair plugs installed, which everyone knows is definitely way worse than coloring your hair and possibly worse than flagburning.
The oozing epicenter of the nutty fixation on Wendy Davis’s possibly-treasonously-disingenuous hotness is the blog The Real Wendy Davis, which reads like The Burn Book if Regina George wrote the whole thing while recovering from her head injury. TRWD can’t quite move beyond the fact that when Davis was in law school, she had dark hair and wasn’t as conventionally pretty as she is now, ergo LIES ergo BETRAYAL ergo BAD LADY ALERT. Amanda Marcotte handled that absurdity over at Slate, but, to wit, TRWD doubles down on the “If you’re hot, you’re stupid; if you’re smart, you’re ugly” trope we ladies have the pleasure of dealing with on the daily.
But then I thought about it for a little bit, and there is something kind of, well, dishonest-seeming about changing one’s appearance for the purpose of professional gain. I wear black liquid eyeliner and mascara almost every day, had braces for a spell in high school, and sometimes even wear lipstick, but it’s only because I want to trick people into looking into my cartoonishly painted face rather than at my hands as I nimbly rifle through their wallets.