RIP Farrah and Michael

I've been surprisingly busy this week. My supervisor, Natalie, is off exploring the West coast for 2 and a half weeks, and the main boss-man is out this week too, so you'd think I'd just be playing around at work. But for some unexplainable reason, I've actually been working.

Anyways, I decided that I needed to get back into the blogging world, so here I am. Since my last blog, everyone important ever died. Well, not exactly, but it's been a little crazy.

First it was Ed McMahon

...then Farrah Fawcett

...then Michael Jackson

Now, while I don't have strong ties to any of these important people, I figured I'd jot down my thoughts.







My mom had the most awesome Farrah Fawcett hair.

I don't get to see the pictures very often, but when I do, I can't help but think "where the hell did those genes go?" I mean, seriously. Look at that hair! What the hell mom?!?! Do you even love me?

















We have all seen Farrah's famous poster ... which my stepdad apparently owned. She was so gorgeous. I love how she looks like the girl-next-door in this picture despite her obvious nipplage (yes, it's a word). It's truly a skill to look sexy and innocent at the same time.






I totally watched Charlie's Angels on Nick at Nite when I was little. I so wanted to be one of the Angels and I still think I would be good at that job. Now this may seem like a normal girl's dream, but I was such a tomboy that wanting to be a sexy, dolled-up bombshell was a big step for me.


As for Michael Jackson... I remember watching Thriller at my day care. Yeah, my mom worked there. They were "educating" us.

You can watch the video here.

I've always been entranced by his dancing. He had so much grace and fluidity that performing a complex dance looked easier than blinking. He changed the music industry forever and inspired so many people to create.

I think it's so sad that he had such a messed up childhood (by all accounts) and that he spent his adulthood searching for some way to regain it. It's too bad he couldn't go on his last tour. I think that a lot of the people for my generation and later only got to see the drama and the disturbed and troubled man, instead of the artist.

I think my all-time favorite Michael Jackson video is Smooth Criminal. It reminds me of how my mom always called me "Slick" when I tried to get away with things. The choreography and skill in this video is amazing. Enjoy.