Her only claim to fame is standing in the way of Texas’ efforts to ban late-term abortions of babies at the point of viability, but Wendy Davis’ infamy is enough for fashion magazine Vogue to do a full spread on the Texas lawmaker.
The Vogue story is replete with effusive praise for the abortion activist who has become the face of the pro-abortion movement nationally.
“After more than thirteen years in public office, Senator Wendy Davis had become an overnight sensation—and speculation about whether she might run for Texas governor immediately began making the rounds,” Vogue writes. “The story got even better as her bootstraps background emerged through a Meet the Press interview and countless news stories.”
“Above the wood wainscoting are framed pictures of Davis with former Supreme Court justice Sandra Day O’Connor, and various certificates and diplomas. The tiny oak conference table has only three chairs, worn by years of use, and Davis leaves her desk to join me there, sitting at my level. Her warmth is genuine and profound, if just a hair shy of maternal; supporters adore her, but only twice in my time with her do I see a colleague or constituent rush in for a hug,” the Vogue piece continues.
The article will appear in Vogue’s September issue and it spends more time profiling Davis’ impressive wardrobe and the pink sneakers she wore during her 13-hour filibuster as it does her abortion advocacy.
The article makes no mention of how, during a speech and press conference last week, Davis called abortion “sacred ground” and indicated she may run for governor. Later, she indicated she thinks pro-life women “don’t understand” abortion and she showed she has no understanding of the Kermit Gosnell case.
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Instead, the article treats readers to fluff about the kind of food she eats and her movie choices:
Davis is planning an evening at the drive-in movie theater with her daughters to catch Despicable Me 2. On any other night, Davis says, “I’m happy in Lululemon, with a glass of red wine, watching HGTV,” but the girls are in town, so it’s a special occasion. She loves to put on something nice, dresses by Chloé and Victoria Beckham, and Miu Miu heels or Louboutins. Her daughters have fostered her transformation in recent years to a more fashion-conscious look—and they encourage her political ambitions, too. “We’ll support her in whatever she does,” Dru tells me.
Wendy Davis is smart. She can see the chess game five moves out. She understands that the media enthusiasm—the Internet meme of her as Daenerys Targaryen from Game of Thrones with a dragon on her shoulder (“I really don’t get that. What is a meme?” she wonders); the appearances on Sunday talk shows; the blog examining her Barbie-doll looks—will pass. And she’s also realistic: To be a Democrat in Texas anywhere but in the urban centers is to be an outlier. Last year, Obama took only 26 of the state’s 254 counties. But that doesn’t mean she isn’t raring for a fight. “I’m a very competitive person,” she says as the sun sets behind her and she packs up for the movie. “You won’t change things unless you are prepared to fight, even if you don’t win.” She pauses. “But I do hate losing.”
Vogue may enjoy profiling this abortion radical, but it has no concept of the women it will never profile who Wendy Davis wanted killed in late-term abortions.