I believe Zooey Deschanel may be a cyborg created by Lisa Frank.

I’m not complaining about it; I’m merely stating that, as her audience matures, a quirky cyborg is the next logical step after trapper-keepers and folders for LIsa Frank’s reign.

Ms. Deschanel’s charm and good-natured wit, her joie de vivre, is the human equivalent of two dolphins jumping into a heart shape above sunset-lit waters. Instead of keeping our homework and handouts safe inside those double-pockets, girls all over America now ask Ms. Deschanel to hold tightly on to their dreams, flaws, and insecurities.

And, once again, men secretly fantasize about one day possessing that alluring chimera.