The floor is now open

Maybe it's just the lethargic feeling that comes with the freakishly oppressive hot weather of the late summertime, but there's been a dearth of comments here and elsewhere in the bloggyworld.

And while that may have everything to do with the quality of posts here at The Modern Gal, I'm going to blame it instead on the lack of social activities here on the ol' blog. Well, I think I've got a good one to spice things up a bit, but it's going to take some cooperation from everyone, much like The MG CD (which, for those of you who requested one, has not yet hit production. I'm having a little problem with my music label, but my publicist is trying to work things out.)

Before I get to our social time activity, please observe the following photo taken during my trip to Washington.

Photo by The MG, who had to turn the flash off to keep from attracting the attention of nearby security guards.

That would be one miss Katharine Hepburn, who holds the record for the most Oscar wins for Best Actress. I have had a bit of a gal crush on Her Sassiness for some time. In middle school, I concocted a speech about how wonderful she was for an oration contest. I'm pretty sure I didn't win, but my teachers were shocked to learn I knew so much about Kate H.

Photo by The Modern Mom, who neglected to tell me to move out of the back of her shot.

I about died when I saw there was a whole (temporary) exhibit on her at the National Portrait Gallery in D.C. I of course ignored the "no photography" sign and snuck as many pictures of the exhibit and her four Oscars as I could.

Ok, now keep that on the backburner for a minute while I change gears.

The Modern Beau and his dude friends love to debate who should be a member of the Man Hall of Fame, prompted by those Miller Light "Man Law" commercials. Burt Reynolds was the head of the square table in those commercials, and the dudes claim he's a natural entry into the Man Hall of Fame solely based on his Smokey and the Bandit and Deliverance roles. I might add his 'stache gives him some cred too.

What I'm proposing is a Modern Gals Hall of Fame, a place to recognize those ladies (and perhaps men) who embody that MG je ne sais quoi. I can't fully put into words what makes a modern gal, but I suspect you have a general idea.

Here's how I'd like for this to work, broken out in a handy dandy list:

1. I want to now open the floor for nominations to the MG HOF and discussion as to what should be requirements for being a member of the MG HOF.
2. After a while, I shall close nominations and we will put each nominee up to a vote if I can figure out how to do polls within a post. If not, I shall just make an executive decision because that's what blog proprietors get to do.
3. Once the votes have been tallied, the modern gal or guy who nominated the inductee will write a guest post about the inductee and all of his/her MGish qualities.
4. We shall feature one inductee a week here on the ol' blog until we run out.

I will not limit the MG HOF to gals, however any guy who's nominated will have to have an extra somethin' somethin' to make up for the lack of boobs. That's just the way the world works.

With that, I open the floor to nominees/discussion and nominate Kate Hepburn to the MG HOF.