I grew up in love with Wonder Woman. The tv show, mainly, though I had a doll and my own magic lasso. I love Lynda Carter. Though I have heard a few stories from my mother about how she was concerned for my sexuality — not only did I love Wonder Woman, my favorite color was pink.

In retrospect, my love of women was never in jeopardy — I was in love with Lynda Carter; I was not projecting myself onto her. But she was a great pick, regardless of the role. I haven’t read any of the Golden Age issues of WW, but it’s well known for being a bit…loaded. And now I love her even more.

And so I present you some love advice from WW:

If you need more advice, written in a column manner, head over to the original post on Again With the Comics. It’s worth the click, I promise.

And no, that panel was not doctored. And there’s more where that came from.

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