I’m sitting at one of my favorite tables here at Starbucks. I have a good view of passers-by, but they really can’t see me.
Sitting here sipping chai, and thinking about how many icons from my youth have slipped away.
Yesterday this plane of existence bid Golden Girl Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson adeiu.
We knew it was just a matter of time for Farrah. She knew it was coming too, and made her final farewells while she still had some strength.
No one was expecting MJ to leave us so abruptly. As soon as I heard that old Jackson 5 tune ABC began playing in my head. For the rest of the day you heard people singing MJ and J5 tunes all over the streets and in the stores.
This morning as I heard the newscaster talking about Farrah, I remembered how stunning she was in Myra Breckinridge.
I also remembered how she changed her image from bikini babe to powerhouse actress.
May they both be gloriously happy wherever they are.
Peace out.
Sad day for Hollywood, wasn’t it? I remember Farrah Fawcett in her role as a battered wife in The Burning Bed. I truly loved her performance in that movie. She alerted all America how some woman live their daily lives. And, Michael Jackson was a truly gifted person/ man. He changed the face of music, for sure. I hope they can both RIP.