Nothing like a Vanity Fair celebrity-catch-up session between waves....When I saw this cover, I was inspired to write my own fond farewell.
Dear Farah,
Boy, talk about being upstaged...it just isn't fair, is it? I mean, it's hard enough getting famous and all, and then not to be able to exit stage left without bumping into some other famous person is just more than a person ought to take. Of course, if you die in Hollywood, you're kind of upping the odds, seeing as how there are so many other famous people who could drop dead at the drop of a hat...and a lot of really old famous people you thought were dead but really aren't...(somebody ought to keep a list....I mean, I'm never exactly sure who's dead these days) but you know what I mean.
I must say I'm glad VF gave the "Angel" top billing. In this little pig's opinion, you were a pretty decent human being, and unlike some other beings, you weren't afraid to grow up. You were cool...all the way to the end. And I'm not afraid to say it. (sniff)
Love,
Your Fan,
Wilbur
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