Thursday, November 29, 2012

Poor Lindsay

Hey Y’all!



Generally when I am penning my blogs, I don’t really go to the trouble of mentioning celebrities who aren’t members of the Jackson family. (Or in someway associated with them.) I don’t generally mention them because I don’t really pay them any mind.

I glance up when they hit the skids, have a good laugh and call it a day. And go back to my glitter.

But one celebrity I see kind of spiraling down and bottoming out and that’s actually, really and truly bothering me, is Lindsay Lohan.

I think part of the reason I guess I feel so much for the girl is that we’re the same age. We’re both 26 years old.

It’s just I was there when Lindsay’s career in film started. I mean I was eleven years old, just like her when she starred in the ‘98 remake of “The Parent Trap” and played a set of long lost twins who attempt to rekindle the romance between their divorced parents. I saw all the hubbub and hoopla and everything that went behind the movie. And it remains one of my favorite movies to this day.

I just really liked Lindsay and thought she was pretty and made good films. She was one of the first living actresses that every time a new film of hers came out, I actually went to see it. I had to see it.

I saw ALL her films. Even Get A Clue and it was a TV-movie!

Freaky Friday, Georgia Rule, I Know Who Killed Me, Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen, Mean Girls…I saw them all. And it was almost like how I was with Michael Jackson. If Lindsay was on, shut up or go away.

And it really has been awful watching Lindsay go down, the substance abuse, scrapes with the law. That odd relationship with that Ronson chick. The whole while, I kept kind of wishing she’d get her shit together, straighten up and go back to films. I mean, she was my favorite actress. Favorite living one anyway.

It was just so much stuff going on. With MJ I kind of got used to seeing him dragged into court, but not over little bullshit like Lindsay was being pulled for. Drunk driving, drug abuse….

Being publicly shamed and put on blast by her film studio and called a liability to a production because she became notorious for not showing or appearing late or out of it or something.

Sickening is what it really is. Just to see someone that out of control. And I noticed as we both aged, Lindsay was just miles from where she started.

I had always wanted to look like her, if I was a White woman anyway. That’s a want far gone.

Lindsay is 26 and really, looked OLDER than her own mother, Dina, who is 50 years old! That’s just tragic.

For a glimmer of a moment, I thought Lindsay was back on track, performing as the late Dame Elizabeth Taylor, as in a much-touted film called “Liz and Dick”. I waited for weeks to see this movie.

In my mind, Lindsay was making a comeback.

The film left much to be desired. Aside from being dressed impeccably, I didn’t see anything Liz Taylor on that screen.

I saw Lindsay, pretending to be Liz.

I didn’t get lost. I was aware the entire time I was watching Lindsay. She didn’t sound like Liz at all, as both have very different and very distinctive voices. Liz’s was light with a touch of a British accent. Lindsay’s is heavy like she’s been a chain smoker since birth.

It was just a rip-roaring disaster, start to finish and where ever Liz Taylor is, she IS hitting the bourbon bottle again!

I could have portrayed Elizabeth Taylor better than Lindsay! And aside from beauty pageants and a few church passion plays, I have no acting experience. That says a lot.

And it lowered the boom, because everywhere I turned, critics were panning the film, and Twitter was ablaze with backlash.

I reckon I’m one of the few peopled that tweeted Lindsay with a KIND word.

Four days after the fact, I see on the news, big surprise, Lindsay has been hauled into jail on charges of fighting and now something else, but 2 charges in 2 different cities.

I am kind of frightened for her, and wonder, you know just how and where this will end. I know her father has publicly been in rehab, so perhaps that’s a factor in what’s happening to her is genetic and hereditary. I don’t know.

I just wonder how some people can be given so much and seem to just throw it away and fritter it away. I guess, because I don’t have things like that--I’m not rich, I’m not famous, and I’m just trying to publish a novel--I would be more appreciative of things like that.

I wish Lindsay was more like me…just more appreciative and get the wake up call. I want to see her do well. I’m tired of carelessness wrecking some of my favorite celebrities.

Lindsay is one of the few left alive, damn it.

And I don't want her to join the 27 club either.

 

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