I long for the good, ole days of glamour. Call me a hopeless
romantic but I’m just not into this “celebrities are real people too” crap that
everyone from People to In Touch magazine is trying to feed us. I like my
celebs to be living a lifestyle that I can dream about and aspire to. I don’t
want to see Christina Aguilera wearing cut off shorts in her Ugg boots coming
out of a Starbucks with her Venti Machiatto Late in one hand and while holding
a $10,000 Marc Jacob bag in another.
In the fifties and sixties, our stars were always presented
to us as complete packages. We either saw them in their featured movie, photo spreads
in a glossy magazines alongside interviews that had been edited (if not
written) by the studio’s publicity departments or a photo reel news flash at
their latest opening. They were shining examples of the perfection that we
could all marvel at. Stars back then….shined from a distance and glowed with
intensity.


I’m happy to say that I own every last one of the Victoire’s
that have come out to date. I hope that IT makes them a bit easier to acquire,
like they did at the convention. It was by the grace of God that I was able to
get the raven and redhead version of the dolls. I’m so grateful that I have
them and they hold a very special place in my heart and collection.
Here’s to the ladies!
Xoxoxo,
F
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