“I’ll never forget the day Marilyn and I were walking around New York City, just having a stroll on a nice day. She loved New York because no one bothered her there like they did in Hollywood, she could put on her plain-jane clothes and no one would notice her. She loved that. So as we we’re walking down Broadway, she turns to me and says ‘Do you want to see me become her?’ I didn’t know what she meant but I just said ‘Yes’- and then I saw it. I don’t know how to explain what she did because it was so very subtle, but she turned something on within herself that was almost like magic. And suddenly cars were slowing and people were turning their heads and stopping to stare. They were recognizing that this was Marilyn Monroe as if she pulled off a mask or something, even though a second ago nobody noticed her. I had never seen anything like it before.” - Amy Greene, wife of Marilyn’s personal photographer Milton Greene
And so it was, a flick of the switch and it happened.There was no chanting or ritual. There was no veil, only a tiny switch inside that suddenly flipped on.
It was beautiful, luminescent, the light described in a conversation. It lit up in a dark velvety sky and I knew it was mine.
If my instagram were an oracle it’d be telling me I’m going to fall in love and get married to Big Boy. This makes me laugh for no reason. Here’s to waving goodbye to thirty three and saying hello to thirty four.
In honor of my birthday I am asking you to do one thing: Write a love letter. Write it to anyone, it doesn’t have to be me, write it to yourself even. Just write a love letter and send it.
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