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On Not Disappearing (A Love Note for Catherine O'Hara)
I read the news and felt an unexpected grip in my chest that happens when grief shows up wearing colour instead of black.
Catherine O’Hara is gone, and instead of reaching for reverence or restraint, my mind leapt straight to wigs.
I’m not talking metaphorical wigs. Actual wigs. Stacked. Labelled. Waiting. To vowels stretched until they gleam. To a peculiar, stabilising relief of remembering that seriousness truly does not require sobriety.1
I have zero interest in writing a eulogy. I want velocity. And the pull of style. I crave something that snaps the spine a little straighter and reminds me how to occupy myself properly when the world feels oh so thin, brittle, and aggressively under threat.
So I seek out Moira Rose.
Moira is where Catherine O’Hara’s work keeps living.
Because with Moira, grief arrives in sequins, dignity wears synthetics, and language doesn’t need to behave to matter.
She is not just a character I remember. She is a posture I return to.
Moira Rose is what happens when a woman decides she will not be translated into something easy to first digest, and then spit out.
She is a reminder that survival does not require aesthetic surrender. That joy can be constructed, and selfhood can be curated.
Because life can still be worn loudly, even now.
Catherine O’Hara gave us a lifetime of women. Moira Rose is the one she leaves us to return to.
The Moira Rose Habits
1. TAKE YOURSELF SERIOUSLY ENOUGH TO BE RIDICULOUS.
Moira Rose understands something many women are trained out of early: taking yourself seriously can arrive wearing feathers.
Moira’s grandeur comes from a deliberate decision that her inner life deserves scale. She allows herself to be large in public, ornate in speech, excessive in presentation, because she trusts that her interior world can carry the weight of it.
Ridiculousness becomes a form of credibility. It signals a woman occupying space she already knows belongs to her.
Moira takes herself seriously enough to risk being laughed at, and that risk generates authority. The humour lands because she believes in herself so thoroughly that hesitation becomes the oddity.
In the rubble, she does not say, be sensible. She says, be splendid. She understands that splendour is not the opposite of seriousness; it is one of its most effective expressions.
The spectacle isn’t her confidence; it’s how long everyone else waited to claim their own.
Why this matters now:
Women are being nudged, yet again, toward restraint as a mark of credibility. Grandeur is treated as suspect, with ambition as unbecoming, and joy as unserious.
Moira offers a model where scale operates as assurance, and where confidence arrives dressed as comedy while remaining fully herself.
2. MAKE YOUR LIFE VISIBLE ON PURPOSE.
Moira Rose does not wait to be interpreted correctly. She signals.
Through her hair, clothing, accent2, and vocabulary, she brings her life into view on her own terms, setting the frame before anyone else can shrink it through assumption.
She understands that ambiguity is rarely neutral for women. If you do not announce yourself deliberately, the world will happily misfile you.
So she chooses to be unmistakable.
Her wigs operate as statements3. They say: this is a woman with appetites, opinions, and a sense of theatre sturdy enough to withstand public scrutiny.
Her voice performs the same function. It carries her history, her tastes, and refusal to beige herself into something easier to place.
Why this matters now:
Regression in our culture thrives on women being misread; rendered simpler, smaller, easier to sort. Moira shows that visibility, chosen deliberately, is not vanity. It can be pre-emptive clarity.
3. STOP TRANSLATING YOURSELF FOR SYSTEMS, MEN, OR MOODS.
Moira Rose speaks as if the people listening can keep up.
She finishes her sentences, chooses the word she actually means, and lets silence do its thing. Her thinking arrives whole, without being thinned out to make meaning land gently.
This is a practical decision.
Translation for acceptability takes energy, and Moira knows where hers is better spent. There is pleasure in that economy. Relief, even.
The relief of no longer scanning faces for reassurance, no longer pre-editing a thought in anticipation of misunderstanding, no longer padding meaning so it feels safer to receive.
Why this matters now:
Women are again being nudged firmly toward explanation: asked to soften, contextualise, and smooth language so it passes comfortably through male-dominated spaces and brittle systems.
Moira offers permission to stop. To speak from the centre of your intelligence and allow others to do their own listening, thinking, and catching up.
In a time that asks women to be smaller so others can feel bigger, Moira raises the standard rather than lowering herself.
4. USE PLEASURE AS A STABILISING FORCE.
Moira Rose treats pleasure as life force.
Hair, language, drama, aesthetic indulgence—these function as daily maintenance and supports rather than prizes handed out after achievement. They keep her upright when conditions deteriorate.
Pleasure, in her world, works practically. It generates stamina. It restores orientation. It keeps her from internalising scarcity as virtue.
Moira understands that when the culture grows coarse, delight becomes a way of preserving herself without the threat of collapse.
Pleasure steadies her. It keeps her from hardening. It allows her to remain amused, engaged, and operational even when the ground shifts beneath her feet.
Why this matters now:
Deprivation is being repackaged as moral strength. Joy is often framed as frivolous, indulgent, and somehow suspect.
Moira shows how pleasure can operate structurally because it is something that holds you together, something that keeps you resourced, rather than something deferred until after endurance.
5. LEAVE A WAY, NOT A RULEBOOK.
Moira Rose leaves behind a posture rather than a prescription.
What Catherine O’Hara gives us through Moira is not guidance in how to behave, but evidence of what becomes possible when a woman commits fully to her own scale.
This is why Moira matters beyond the show, beyond the jokes, and beyond her wigs. She makes room for history, desire, disappointment, and joy all at once.
Why this matters now:
In regressive times, women are flooded by rules. Be less. Be careful. Be grateful. Be quiet.
Moira leaves something vital: a way of being that expands rather than contracts, and that trusts women to adapt it to their own lives.
What This Leaves Us (Right Now)
What stays with me is how usable Moira is.
You can take her into an ordinary day without turning it into a performance. You can speak one sentence without softening it. You can choose clothes that save you time later. You can let silence sit where you would normally rush in to smooth things over.
None of this requires exhausting attention or serious agreement. It works whether anyone notices or not.
That’s why this character endures: as a set of habits that work under ordinary daily pressures.
Moira Rose doesn’t ask women to become more visible or more confident or more anything at all. She offers a method that can be adapted selectively, in real life.
And that feels like a truly rare thing to be left with.
Some questions Moira leaves us with - love to hear your thoughts on any of them in the comments:
➡️ What ridiculous thing would you do if you already took yourself seriously?
➡️ Where could you make yourself more unmistakable instead of easier to misread?
➡️ Who are you still translating yourself for and why are you letting them set the pace?
➡️ What pleasure would you protect if things got worse, not better?
➡️ What rule are you still following out of habit, not conviction?
Thank you for being here,
“If I had a list of worst attributes to have, number one would be having no sense of humor about yourself,” O’Hara said. “It does not serve you. Just think about this: We are all going to die, and yet we carry on. We have no power at all, and we’re in denial. Taking ourselves seriously seems so ridiculous in the face of that fact.” The Globe and Mail (2019)
Moira is a consummate O’Hara creation, and a big part of that is her breathy, over-enunciated voice. She arrived at it by combining Marilyn Monroe and Audrey Hepburn.
For Moira’s look Catherine O’Hara studied images of Daphne Guinness and “other extreme-rich ladies,” and borrowed Moira’s love of wigs from two women she met who change wigs mid-dinner party. If you’re considering wigs see Amanda











Fabulous, Danusia. I want to rewatch Schitts Creek now. I’m feeling like I want to be more Moira, but at the moment my pain makes it impossible to do much other than lounge. And sleep. But in normal times I consider myself to be a bit Moira. And I’m so exhausted I forgot your questions! I enjoyed your post immensely. The algorithm is bonkers these days. wtf.
Uhh I’m bargaining so hard with this one. Why would god take such a glimmer in a year of triggers, whyyyy…