Looking back at life it's like I watch a film in my mind. I would have the ability to write a million books from a million points of view. So much to say when I'm running out of time.
I get the feeling every day that I shouldn't be alive. Blessed with love, family, beauty, money and a completely unsatisfied existence.
I hope to inspire others with my stories to show that money, fame and beauty will only bring happiness if you generate the happiness yourself.
Marilyn Monroe once told my mother that if she could trade places with her, she would in a heart beat. My mother was 10 at the time and she tells me the story as if it were yesterday. Even she found it hard to believe as Marilyn bled a solitary tear on her porcelain skin that rolled on her perfect face. My mother describes it as a film as it was hard to see the sadness behind Mrs. Monroe's stunning glare. Sadly 2 years later, in 1962, it was more believable when she was found dead.
Maybe it was the childhood story that kept me on my path to prove my mother wrong. As if I was attempting to make happiness come from money, fame and lifestyle of a socialite.
Unlike me, my mom was always effortlessly glamorous. Born on a farm in South Africa in 1950 when racism was well dramatized, more so than today has allowed us to see.
Setting off at 18, totally free, she went to Europe. Hitchhiked and traveled through London, Spain, Italy, France and greece.
She was in love with the Beatles and The Rolling Stones
Traveling was easier back then. No fines, fares, restrictions, laws, human trafficking...
I could never really be a modern day hippie in this society. But it's fun to dream....
I'll continue later...back to reality present time for now.....
*DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the photos above nor do I claim to. My resource for all photos is google image search. I have made the custom "Little Rich Girl" signature although the original photo is not mine.