What is the male fascination with the Marilyn Monroe iconesque blonde bimbotic big bazoomed long legged highness? Chicago is reeling over the ode to sexual objectification as
religion:
http://www.chicagomag.com/Chicago-Magazine/The-312/July-2011/Multiple-Thumbs-Down-for-Chicagos-Giant-Marilyn-Monroe-Sculpture/
In DC we have our own giant head of MM every time we cross the bridge from downtown
to Woodley Park staring us in the face in a building. Why? The person who adulterously
seduced a President and likely also slept with his brother should get some monument in DC?
I seriously don't get why she is so adored- OK, was in a few films where she played
feeble ditzairheaded blondeness to the hilt, sort of
could sing maybe. She is the paragon of soul-robbing-sex- for- sport in LA. The girl killed herself after a few failed marriages and sleeping
around with more people than birthday parties she could sing at. For that you want
to peer into her gigantic underwear in broad daylight in Chicago?
Can you say "get a life fellas?"
How much do you think it actually costs to buy a bottle of bleach for your curls?
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