I watched her cry as the blue ink dropped down her face. Marilyn…beautiful, sultry, insecure and manipulated by big business, betrayed and left to die. I loved you Marilyn because you embraced your curves, you left the mole on your face and you didn’t straighten your cowslick. These things made you you, they made you and icon and funny how now people just want to look the same Blehhhhhh, yuk. You do you.