There’s an iconic photo of Marilyn Monroe. Her skirt is being blown up by gust of wind as she tries to hold it down.  She’s all blonde bombshell in the picture, high heels and make up, laughing as she tries to keep her skirt in place. It’s a publicity photo from the movie “The Seven Year Itch.” Marilyn looks carefree, and of course, very sexy.

I wonder how she really felt that day.

Did she have her period and was she having cramps?

Was she hungry because her agent or movie studio mogul had her on a diet?

Was she lonely?

Did she feel exploited?

Was she drunk or high on drugs—prescription or otherwise?

Marilyn Monroe was, and still is, an American icon . She was the sexy, unattainable girl,  an ideal beauty, and the object of lust, envy, and disdain.

Reportedly, she was difficult to work with: chronically late, couldn’t (or didn’t) learn her lines, and perceived as not being very intelligent by some.

She was exploited by almost everyone she came in contact with.

She died alone at a young age.

Her’s was, in many ways, a sad life—rather like a coat of paint on a dilapidated house.

It seems to me that happiness for Marilyn Monroe blew away on a gust of wind—and every time she thought she could reach it, a bigger gust of wind came along, and it soared higher.

Picture Credit Pixababy

This is a photo of a wax statue of Marilyn Monroe