Some of my favorite childhood memories were spent at my Grandmother's house. Where, up the stairs was my Uncle's room, quietly preserved, as he traveled the world. At times, my Sister and I would sneak into his room and- Behold!
A photographic-montage covered every corner of the walls within his room. Beautiful and dreamy pictures of female icons.
Not to mention, books! Lot's of books, about every juicy, documented detail of their lives!
It was fabulous to be a young lady and literally be transported into another world, a place that both strong and fragile women ruled and their beauty, even within the flaws of their lives -were undeniable.
I am glad that I secretly entered his room...-many times. The things I thought about as I looked at the pictures and read their stories have stayed with me to this day, and, as a side note, helped to create the passionate spirit within me.
Elizabeth R. Taylor
February 27, 1932 - March 23, 2011