I Want to Be Anne Hathaway

I want to be Anne Hathaway. I love her face, of course, but what I really want to be is the image of the working woman she has portrayed in her films.

I watched "The Devil Wears Prada." It is one of my favorite movies, one I have watched over and over again.

The first time I saw it, I was shocked. Beyond the glamorous atmosphere of that dazzling world, there was one person who stood out: the protagonist, Andy, was the only one not wearing designer brands.

Even though she held a position that everyone would give anything to have, she was clumsy, out of place, and uninterested in fashion. Seeing her being looked down upon and met with cold stares from those around her, I thought that if it were me, I would have been unable to bear it and would have run away.

But she didn't run. While confused, she memorized jargon like a spell, failed at unreasonable demands, and shed tears of frustration. Yet, the next morning, she would lift her chin just a little higher than the day before and look forward. I love this scene.

What that story contains is not glamorous magic, but gritty, steady effort and a small sense of pride to keep from selling oneself short. Her wearing Chanel boots was not just a transformation. I think it was a quiet declaration of war that she would fight in that world. The harsh reality behind the glamorous world. The workload was too much, and there were unreasonable parts, but even so, every single woman in this world was cool. You can choose who you want to be yourself.

Immediately after that, I watched "The Intern."

There was Anne Hathaway, who had become a woman leading a company. She was beautiful. Her expressions, her eyes, seemed to hold light, sparkling and full of life.

She started her own brand, hired many people, and lived a busy daily life. Her work is successful, and she is respected by those around her. But she is not perfect, after all.

Torn between family and work, carrying loneliness, and losing confidence in sudden moments. That wavering of her heart is no different from mine on this side of the screen. No matter how strong or beautiful a woman may appear, she is struggling, getting hurt, and desperately holding onto the day. When I touch that human side of her, I feel an unbearable affection.

I think these two films are like being in the middle of the same life. The confusion when you first start working. The hesitation that comes after gaining experience. I think both times are part of life. You are doing your best at the time and cannot see what is around you, but after it passes, you realize it is a precious, precious part of life.

And I realize. What I admire is not the successful woman, but the image of a woman who keeps working, who keeps trying. That is why I want to be Anne Hathaway.

I don't want to be a perfect woman. I don't want to live a sparkling life. While feeling lost, while getting hurt, I still want to stand on my own two feet, keep working, and keep choosing my own life. I want to keep having that courage to continue. I wish I could live like that.

After I finish watching the movie, I always stand a little taller. Anne Hathaway's movies have that kind of mysterious power. Today, tomorrow, and the day after, I will continue to be under Anne Hathaway's spell, choosing my own way to fight and my own unique pride.

Feeling as if I have become a slightly stronger woman.

I am living in anticipation of the movie adaptation of "The Devil Wears Prada 2" on May 1st.