Sunday, August 5, 2012

Fifty Years

Today is the anniversary of the death of my very favorite movie star. I have always, for as long as I can remember, loved Marilyn. I've collected books about her for years. I even had several collector dolls that sadly were sold by my ex. When I was younger I used to have "the walk" - you know, the one from Niagara. I had practiced it over and over until it was right. I could probably do it again with practice on days when the fibro is low. I have been wanting to work on my wardrobe anyway, so starting today I'm going to knit and sew some things that Marilyn would wear. As for today, I've put on my boobs (a well-fitting, flattering bra) and a too-sexy-for-most-people perfume and will paint my nails 50's red (a certain girl child hid my red lipstick because she doesn't like it on me). Later I'll watch The Seven Year Itch on netflix and be glad that she once graced the movie industry with her incandescence.

2 comments:

Jessica Cangiano said...

Though I wasn't alive yet when she passed, it is hard to believe that half a century has transpired since the world lost MM. Far beyond her beauty she had a certain quality, air of mystery and under-the-surface pain, and allure that has embedded her in the hearts and minds of the public since day one, and I suspect for the rest of time.

♥ Jessica

Kathleen Lisson said...

This sounds like a beautiful way to honor her!