So the King of Pop left this world today too. What is happening?
First Farrah and now Michael.
I feel numb and so .... so old. So much of my adolescence revolved around Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson. I was in high school when MTV premiered; Michael's Thriller video was something to behold. Everyone I knew endeavored to learn the dance.
One of my boyfriends had Farrah's red swimsuit poster hanging on his bedroom door.
My family watched Charlie's Angels together; I wore the Farrah signature style from 1979 until 1982.
Two pop icons are gone.
I'm feelin' pretty down.
About Me
- Kate
- Kansas City, Missouri, United States
- Last August, I turned 46. I am in the middle of my life's book. If I live to be 92, I am halfway done, and I find that truth to be highly motivating (there's so much more I want to do and accomplish!). However, I'm also feeling cranky: My children are all single, I don't have any grandbabies, I'm fat; I'm not publishing; I'm not teaching. What's the deal?
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