Hello, Lovelies! It’s Kj. Every week I write Musings on my own, then hand it off to my awesome pre-readers/Betas for review. Today’s Special Edition of Musings is featuring a contributing writer, Bouffant. Remember, when I told you I would have different folks stop by and drop knowledge on all things Rebel Royalty? Yeah, well today is our First Ever Rebel Royal of Yore essay. Bouffant is my dear friend, and one of my pre-readers every week. Additionally, she is a talented thinker and writer in her own right. She keeps me in line when I go rogue (which, um, is frequent). Her hope is to introduce us to some of the Forgotten Queens. The Royal Misfits who blazed trails for our Other Royals today. I’ll post my regular Musings on Thursday. We just get a little extra treat this week. I’m going to settle into my bean bag chair and enjoy story time. But since I can’t keep my pie-hole shut, I’ll probably pop in from time to time. Look for me here **…and near gratuitous pictures of our Reigning Queen The Stew and her Rebel Partner In Crime: JawPorn** Ok. Take it away, B.
*absolutely agree with you on this, B. But those freaky-ass flying monkeys are a hard limit for me, just sayin’*
Judy delivered a lovely performance in it, and gave the all-time definitive rendition of ‘Somewhere Over the Rainbow’. If you’ve never really watched/listened to her sing that song in the film, do yourself a favor and pay attention to it. Judy’s innocence and yearning in that performance is heartbreaking. Judy often performed it live in later years, and said about it:
What makes her Other?
“Hollywood is a strange place if you’re in trouble. Everybody thinks it’s contagious.”
‘In the silence of night I have often wished for just a few words of love from one man, rather than the applause of thousands of people.”
“As for my feelings toward “Over the Rainbow”, it’s become part of my life. It is so symbolic of all my dreams and wishes that I’m sure that’s why people sometimes get tears in their eyes when they hear it.”— Judy Garland
*that is all kinds of ridonk messed up. So she really was only seen as ‘pretty’ when she was bound and prostehtically-enhanced? um. NO.*
She attended studio school with teen queens Ava Gardner, Deanna Durbin and Lana Turner, which did nothing to alleviate her physical insecurities.
*The LiLo of the 30’s? Thank goodness there weren’t rabid papz then like there are now.*
*No Celebrity Rehab with Dr. Drew? No Intervention on A&E? Whaaa?*
*The chick’s hardcore*
She also struggled to find lasting and true love, marrying five separate times, beginning with an engagement to David Rose at the tender age of 18. MGM pressured them to delay the announcement for a year as being married did not jibe with her girlish image. (Not to mention that Rose was still married to Martha Raye when he proposed to Judy.) Her next four marriages each had their own unique set of problems, but the result was the same – disappointment.
*I am being schooled in the legend of Judy. I’m in speechless awe.*
Yet she gave so much of herself. She laid herself bare in performance. She received love from the world, but what she gave of herself must have cost her much. Because she can still touch us 40 years after her death, because she’s the girl who taught us how to get back home even though she couldn’t, because she laughed and sang through her pain, Judy Garland is an Other Queen.