I am oddly saddened by the news that Farrah Fawcett has died. She was an icon of my era, my formative years. I even had the Farrah doll, replete with 70s jumpsuit. She embodied what I'd so hoped to grow up to be. My 10-year old self willed just a glint of the glamour and confidence and beauty she owned. And let's be honest, she owned it. Farrah was my fantasy glamour girl. She was my "It" girl before I ever knew such a thing existed. How I coveted her feathered locks. I was the only kid in middle school who didn't have her hairstyle. My mom called it a "Wingback Wanda" and thought it was too tacky to grace the hair of her geeky little petite Indian daughter. I did, however, carry a plastic handled comb in the back pocket of my Gloria Vanderbilt jeans so I could at least look the part. I so wanted to flip back my feathered mane like the cool girls did who wore Candies shoes and Calvin Kleins. Farrah was a bombshell icon of the feminist ideal to this impressionable, shy, insecure girl who thought she'd never have the guts to lift her chin to face the world.
Peace, Farrah.
4 comments:
Great post! She was an will be an icon to me. I admire her grace and poise when the information was released about the type of cancer she had.
RIP Farrah!
I was saddened to hear of Farrah Fawcett's death. I actually liked Jaclyn Smith's straight dark hair better, but I remember Farrah's swimsuit poster. That was definitely part of my formative years.
She really did have an impact on all of us, didn't she?
My hair wouldn't feather. No matter how hard I tried to get it to.
Yes, what a shame...those angels really did impact me as a child. I wanted SO BAD to be a crime-fighter with great hair when I was little. Even had the board game!
Many happy returns to your little guy--and that father's day post was so cute, too
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