Perhaps in a past life I was an icon, but I don't believe the legendary souls get recycled. In which case I hope this is my first and last trip here. I like to think that they're all up there lounging about and drinking the champagne of fame. Marilyn Monroe is undoubtedly one of them. She stands away from the scattered spotlights, and right where the shadows are cast she resides. There in the ever-elusive shade she can breathe a little easier knowing she can use her lungs and not her breasts.
Since I was a child, Marilyn has been hanging up on my wall. And how could she not? To a young blonde girl whose curves pronounced themselves without invitation, Marilyn illustrated the grace and effortless beauty that I craved. So it is of no surprise to anyone that I am beyond excited for her new film, My Week With Marilyn to debut. The actress depicting the legend was interestingly enough once linked to a youthful deceased herself. I can imagine Michelle Williams' intrigue on what it is like to leave on one's own accord. To flee a world whose love crushes you from the inside out.
In the October edition of Vogue, Michelle does a spread of her new character's poignant poises and executes them quite perfectly. My top two can be seen below, the first Marlilyn (nee Michelle) can be seen reading. Reading or running away? Reading for the purpose of education or for the appeal of being edcuated? Makes you wonder. What went on in the mind of Marilyn?
I wish I could have my own week with Marilyn and ask her what it all was like. Compare my experiences to her own and ask what ignited the courage within her to change her name and begin all anew. I wonder tonight what Norma would tell us about love, marriage, work, and a life invested in trying to be leisurely. The song follow you into the dark comes on my playlist and I watch the rain brush upon against the window pane. Maybe we're not so different from Marilyn, maybe the difference is what happens after you walk into the shadows. Either someone turns on a light for you, or you rest for a lifetime in the dimness of a life not lived. As for me, I don't care how badly my body gets scorched. I'd take a life over an existence any day. Life just sounds more beautiful. And isn't that what we're all after during our time here? We're all after a little something beautiful.