never allowed to forget what the billboards, television, movies, and the press would have us remember.”
That is the story
CHAPTER ONE
The Classical Spinster: Redundants, The Singly Blessed, and The Early New Women
My dear, to a brighter future—when there will not be so many forced marriages, and women will be taught not to feel theirs a destiny manque, nor the threat of poor spinsterhood, should they remain single.
He: Who’s the fat lady with the heavy brows and all the hair?
She: A spinster aunt.
He: Where are you, taking the picture?
She: I’m the fat lady with the heavy brows and all the hair. I’m poor
Aunt Charlotte. And I’m still not well.
The woman of a certain age is a very charming concept in French. In just about every other language it is a euphemism for having lost, through age, whatever
IN THE SPINSTER MUSEUM
It seems safe to say that in 2002 nobody is a spinster and that a certain percentage of the population is not entirely aware of what a spinster is. For those in the latter category, I offer a brief tour of the Classical Spinster Museum.
WHAT THE OLD GIRL LOOKED LIKE:
“…grey-haired… desiccated… with a funny little tic that twitched her left eye-brow, and a mole on her upper lip….”
WHAT SHE DID EACH DAY:
“I went upstairs to my flat to eat a melancholy lunch. A dried-up scrap of cheese, a few lettuce leaves for which I could not be bothered to make any dressing, a tomato and a piece of bread and butter followed by a cup of coffee… a woman’s meal, I thought, with no suggestion of brandy afterwards.”
WHAT OTHERS THOUGHT (IN ADDITION TO “IT’S SO SAD”):
“A woman alone is an atrocity! An act against nature. Unmarried women pose a grave danger… our great civilization could decline… the larger health of the nation is at stake.”
THUS HER POTENTIAL TO BECOME A MONSTER:
“It was the third house on the right side of our street… gray ranch, white curtains, and this lady who lived there… she lived all alone and she never came out… It was the ‘cootie’s house’ because all you saw was one eyeball peeking out the corner bay window. In my child sense, she was only an eye and not a body. You had to run past.”
It’s an odd and dusty exhibition, and yet pieces of the collection are still scattered about the culture. A forty-two-year-old pianist who called herself “Mildred—definitely Mildred” says that her relatives give her money as she leaves any family event, in case, as an unmarried, childlike person, she doesn’t have her own. Another woman, thirty-eight, describes phone calls from relatives and friends who are “really calling to make sure I have not died and, as no one noticed, I’ve gone ahead and decomposed.” A single stockbroker, thirty-six, says, “My sister asks me to do errands that often require me to stand on long lines and this is ‘reasonable’ to her because she has children and I do not. What
I’d call it an essential part of the spinster legacy.
IN WHICH THE SPINSTER ARRIVES
The first spinsters appeared in thirteenth-century France and a bit later in Germany and England as spinners of cotton and wool. They were not yet spinsters but
Long before the industrial revolution—and before the implementation of a restrictive British common law— single women worked on their own in other ways. Town and city records, portions of which have been published in academic papers, indicate that unwed women in medieval France, England, and Germany traded in raw wool, silk, and rare spices. Some engaged in foreign trading and owned their own ships, and a few are said to have managed large estates and breweries.
On into the seventeenth century,
In England, however, another spinsterly model was in the making: the Old Maid, who first took form as a loud, bosomy theater grotesque known as “the Dame.” Here was a new female creature so vain, so rabidly flirtatious she seemed unaware that the men she desired found her repulsive. For best effect, the dame was played