I used to love her back in the day (I'm a Gen Xer, so, ya know). I wrote about this very thing myself months back. Anyway, I loved how fearless and unapologetic she used to be. She could have used that same spirit to be a role model, to say, "fuck you, I'm 64 and here it is!"

She didn't. Honestly, I wonder if there's a bit of psychological damage that comes with such crazy levels of fame. I'm not kidding. I wonder if on some level she became addicted to it and to her that fame is tied to youth and sex appeal. She's desperately clinging to some sort of relevance by trying to compete with the 20 year olds on the scene. She doesn't know how to play the game any other way.

I feel bad for her because to me, and this is just me, she doesn't present as a confident, happy person, she presents as terrified and completely lost. Her entire identity was tied up in her marketability as a sex symbol. She created a monster she can't get away from and has no idea who or what she is now at 64. It's very, very sad.