Who remembers the late, great Farrah Fawcett? When I was a girl, television still had some novelty and we used to sit down as a family and watch Charlie’s Angels and the Six Million Dollar Man all together. I cut out magazine pictures of Farrah and stuck them on my bedroom wall. I desperately wanted the Farrah flick and endured endless teasing at my failed efforts. After all, I was 8 or 9 years old. I didn’t have curling tongs or gels or hairsprays, only my trusty comb and a desire to be re-born in her hairstyle.
Last weekend, on a flea market jaunt, I saw Farrah Fawcett’s picture up on a wall, and it triggered those memories.
~ Spotted Cow