RIP Farah
This is the poster that once graced a gazillion teenaged boys’ bedrooms:
The news that Farah Fawcett has died came as no surprise today; she’s been seriously ill a very long time. But it’s still a shock, somehow, for those who remember her as the hot young blond with the sumptuous tresses, the chiseled features, and the sexy athletic body.
I hardly watched any of her performances. But one would have had to be off on a desert island to have remained unaware of her during her heyday. I recall that despite her early bimbo roles she later emerged as a serious and very capable actress, not an easy transition to make. And at sixty-two, she died much too young.
i have that poster somewhere at my parents house.
by the way. ya dont want to know what is the major causes of such a condition. it might make it obvious how and why many became famous and turned out to be quite unrestricted in their limits.
Ms. Fawcett attained a very oddball type of celebrity at age 18: she took the University of Texas at Austin campus by storm. This is a university with an enrollment of over 40,000 undergrads, yet everyone had heard of Farah Fawcett before classes even began. She was rumored to have gone on some type of impossible streak: 30 dinner dates with 30 different guys in 30 days.
Years later, when I began college in Waco – which was long after Charlie’s Angels was off the air – I nevertheless heard the story and the apocrypha from multiple sources.
Micheal jackson was found dead today… they think cardiac arrest…
Years later, when I began college in Waco
I knew we should have shelled Baylor years and years ago!
Gig em
Jackson creeped me out, but his music was genius.
Farrah was a true American sweety who left a loving husband and family.
The death of Michael Jackson means only one thing to me – I have to go on a news black out for the next 24 hours.
I think that poster led to my life long nipple fetish 🙂 pretty risque in those days..
News black out is right, wonder who is going to pay for the helo ride? Three guesses.
Darrell,
I think you are on to something. At 16 in 1986, I was at my teacher’s desk and she had positioned herself in such a way that I could see down her shirt to her nipple.
This was data processing class in high school.
Needless to say, I’ve been in the computer field for 21 years. 😉
Baklava, simple pleasures 🙂
She was almost every boys fantasy girl for quite some time stirred by that poster, surprised you knew about this Neo, it was a secret 🙂
I had several friends whose mothers made them take it down, sad, it was like “dude where is your Farrah Fawcett poster?” “My Mom took it away” I think it was all because of the nipple, both the attraction and repression.
BTW, here is a nice collection of Farrah photos:
http://www.latimes.com/news/obituaries/la-me-farrah-fawcett-pictures,0,6060852.photogallery
I just wonder who got her teeth.
Baklava, interesting phrasing, “she positioned herself”…are you sure it wasn’t you who “positioned yourself”?
On the other hand, I can’t imagine in my school any teacher wearing something so low-cut that required careful “positioning”, to avoid the accidents.
Can’t say anything about Farah Fawsett – don’t have any personal history associated with her or her image…but the subject of boys and posters of inviting-looking girls brought back few flashes.
By changing exhibition on my son’s bedroom walls I observed his shifting interests (naturally, I kept my mouth shut.) When (beautifully designed) posters of Korn and RHCP suddenly disappeared, and instead there hang Chinese girls with fake everything, from smiles to postures, leaning on some shiny car, I thought – “uh-oh. It started. ”
Officially, it were the cars he was interested in. Not the silicone.
you’re not that much younger than me!
Celebrity deaths will distract people long enough for the Administration to perform a memory-wipe on everything they have ever said on Iran, health care, and energy. Reset to zero, with the President picking up approval points with some unctuous and sentimental comments (on teleprompter).
I have a lot of sympathy for Farrah Fawcett’s family. This has been a hard road than many must go down.
I don’t know what to think about Michael Jackson. His music never appealed to me, and his personality had no meaning in my narrative. It is sad, ceteris paribus, that anyone should die an untimely death. Yet he lived a hard life, and one can only guess at the demons that were imprisoned in his heart. For all his fame and money, he was pitiable.
Is Pajamas Media down?
Wonder where I could find one of those posters now to hang in the garage (aka, man cave/refuge/sanctuary)?
Regarding Michael Jackson, I think he was a great talent – but creepy.
It’s difficult to disentangle the two views from each other as I keep remembering all of the little boy controversy from a few years ago.
Having said that, I do in fact have the Thriller CD.
It came with a DVD as well, and my kids while were watching one of the videos yesterday they were asking where the conveyor belt was that he was *moon-walking* on.
Their expressions were priceless when I explained he was doing it WITHOUT special effects….lol.
The poster. Me and my roomate at school had one.
I guess what still gets me with Farah’s passing is that it all seems like just yesterday. Where did the time go?
If I positioned myself I only moved an inch.
That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
Though I found myself at her desk more often.
Thus the saying, “You only need to feed pigeons once – so don’t do it !” 🙂
I can’t believe it, but somehow I missed this news for over 24 hours.