So courageous, Marilyn, so true!
But where were you imperfect?
I think you personified physical feminine perfection, but being a woman, and an orphan at that – you must have spent your life not having a clue.
If you could only see today how the public worships, adores, and still takes their beauty cues from the clues you left behind… your tantalizing feminine form has inspired make-up lines, perfumes, jewelry, clothing, films, and spans of replica products – all these years, even still, 50 years after your death.
If I walked out of my building in my best skin-tight dress, I may cause a slight stir…but more so because I may have forgotten to wear the right spanks, and Joan Rivers will be hunting me down, reporting on my bunches of wrongly displayed crunches, in that feigned, abject horror voice.
Hey! I’ve got my spin on style too…..yes, you can call it ‘style’!
Ahhhh Marilyn…you were never boring.
I loved how they thought you were dumb and ridiculous, and in the end you…..you’re the one, no one can forget.