You have to respect a person known by a mononym.
Monarchs do it. Elizabeth. Charles. Diana. Fergie (heaven save us).
Men of religion: Jesus. Gandhi.
Philosophers: Socrates. Plato. Aristotle.
Designers: Chanel. Armani. Valentino.
Popes: John, Paul, John Paul, Benedict, Francis (and disciples for that matter are mononyms)
Bagillionaire Media Mogul: Oprah
Musicians: Cher. Sting. Madonna. Beyoncé. Bono. Prince.
I told you sometime back in January that growing up that my room was wallpapered in Duran Duran posters (and cut-outs from Teen Beat magazines). My sister Laura used to have a thing for Prince. She had this poster of him in a white ruffled shirt and skin tight white pants.
To me, it was a la Elvis in his jumpsuits. It wasn't my deal. I also swore I could see polkadot underwear through his pants. Prince is 5'2" and probably weighs 100 pounds dripping wet.
Every single ounce of him is filled with sex appeal. This I will admit freely. I will also admit I listened to the cassette of Purple Rain until it broke.
But I still preferred my Duran Duran posters.
Prince & The Revolution - Kiss
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