Her life, her very existance was provocative to put it mildly.
But as I just told a friend, no matter what size her cups happened to be--I always thought of her as a little girl.
Her death made me sad and more than a little confused--I don't know why I felt sympathy for her, but I did.
The nerve of me.
She was beautiful and rich and had a fan club and everything.
and I felt sorry for her...
and what a legacy lays upon her beautiful daughter.
*shaking my head*
Maybe I should have put this in a discussion forum, but honestly, I was just stunned at the time.