blog post #25 - so i wasn’t losing my shit, but…

blog post #25 - so i wasn’t losing my shit, but…

ok so if you read my last post, you'll know where this started

silver screen icons, the brain fog, my new collection, maybe losing my shit, the whole fcking lot!

(& if you didn't then go read it, cause it sets the scene)

but i want to keep going cause Audrey was just the beginning & now we need to talk about Marilyn

she’s the one everyone thinks they know, her public image was blonde. breathless. that dress. that laugh

someone men wanted & women were supposed to envy

or at the very least, not take seriously

the OG blonde bimbo, JFK’s side piece!

except...

she absolutely, categorically was NO bimbo

here's what marilyn monroe actually was, if you can bear to look past what “they” decided she was

she supported multiple charities for years, including donating every single penny of the world premier of “The Prince & the Showgirl” to "Free Milk Fund" for Babies

she didn't announce it

she just did it

so some might say a tart with a heart but still a bimbo…

nope she fought 20th Century Fox for (& won) a higher rate of pay than any woman in Hollywood

setting the expectation for all women

& we’re not talking pennies - $100,000 bonus straight off the bat

ooft that’s huge cause that was 70+ years ago, kween!

she started her own production company

‘cause if they were going to typecast her then she’d build her own fcking company – a total pioneer of her time

her personal library was 400 books strong

she was reading Dostoyevsky (hard for me to type let alone know who he was – did you?) on set while the people around her laughed at her for it

she said:

"i now live in my work & in a few relationships with the few people i can really count on. fame will go by, & so long, i've had you, fame. if it goes by, i've always known it was fickle. so at least it's something i experienced, but that's not where i live."

that's not a bimbo talking

that's a woman who looked the whole male dominated machine square in the coupin & knew exactly what it was & said so

but what gets me most is she never got to her crone era

she never got to be a woman of a certain age (OMG just quoted that wee dick Gregg Wallace WTF!)

anyway she never got to be the version of herself that was fully hers

& i wonder about that now

what she would’ve been like?

would she have felt the pressure to have the plastic surgery

or grown old disgracefully

or maybe even tell hollywood to get to actual fck?

would she have walked away like audrey did

gone somewhere quiet

started the veg patch

become even more herself?

gutting but we'll never know & i reckon that’s a genuine tragedy

but it also makes me think about what we do with the years we have

(scary to go here but i will, funny how when you get older this kicks in - or is that just me?)

& this is where my new collection, she never left, came from

it isn't just about these iconic women

it's about us

the ones who are still here, coming up to or entering our crone era (ooft sounds rank doesn’t it, anyone else seeing the ugly witch in Rapunzel right now?)

the ones in the fog

& i want to be honest with you

cause as i said in my last post i started this collection in a bit of a fcked up mess – perimenopause has hit me hard!

& the thing is if i don’t have much time left (not being morbid or anything but Marilyn never got the time - & don’t start me on her death, kweenie the conspiracy theorist is for another blog post)

then i don’t want to lose myself to it

but also it’s so hard to navigate the absolute fcking noise surrounding it

it goes something like this:

take HRT

no go holistic don't put that shit in your body

eat less, move more

fast, don't fast

inflammation is the silent killer

but collagen loss is worse

don't forget to take extra collagen

cause god forbid that your skin melt off like candle wax ffs

but don't forget your 2 scoops of creatine

consider grounding

go hug a tree

wear this magic ring

stick this patch on your arse

aww fck me i'm just gonna just raw dog it & lie in darkened room!

(although actually i will go hug a tree, no judgement, if it helps it helps!)

but do you get me?

i know, me of all people, should see this as a privilege to age

but sometimes its just really fcking hard to be grateful

& i end up in survival mode!

OMFG this is all giving America Ferrera iconic Barbie speech vibes

but if you spew all that shit out to your partner do you scare the shit out of them & risk becoming another stat?

erm the average age women divorce in the UK? - 43.9

the age perimenopause typically starts? yep you guessed it

there's even a name for it now, “menodivorce” & 7 in 10 women in one study said

perimenopause or menopause contributed to their relationship breaking down

& only 1 in 5 of them even knew that at the time (cause no one talks about it)

we're not falling out of love

we're disappearing under the weight of symptoms nobody prepared us for

& taking the hit for it in fcking silence

‘cause god forbid we be a woman of a certain age who has feelings about it

& somewhere in the middle of all of that

you're supposed to remember who TF you are

you're supposed to keep running a business

holding down the job (cause we fought for the right to work)

show up for everyone

still be funny

still be on

still perform

still… i think you get the picture

& us women "of a certain age"?

we're doing it right now

there's no real research, you know not proper research

‘cause for the longest time all the studies, all the trials, all the data - done on white straight men

obvs

how stoopid of us to wonder whether our specific

entirely female biological experience might be worth, i don't know, actually researching – we only create actual life ffs!

so, we're figuring it out in real time, ourselves

swapping intel in group chats like a covert fcking ops team

holding each other up

which is, now that i think about it, exactly what those women were doing in my mum's kitchen in the 1980s

& exactly what marilyn was doing for the women around her too,

quietly, behind the scenes, where the cameras couldn't reach

& here's the connection i keep coming back to

what marilyn knew, what the women in my mum's kitchen knew

what you probably know too & aren't being given the room to say:

the thing the world sees is not the whole of what exists

the world saw a blonde bombshell bimbo

& underneath was a woman building an empire, funding children's charities

reading dostoyevsky, holding herself together through things she never talked about

the world sees you

maybe it sees a woman of a certain age

maybe it sees someone "losing it a bit" or being “a lot” right now

maybe it sees someone fading

but that's not what's happening

what's happening is the clouds

& the clouds are not the end of the story

marilyn never reached her full kween era

but you're in yours

right now

in the fog, in the chaos, in the hormones, in the burn out

& the hob nobs & the crying in the studio (well if you’re me that is)

(no i will absolutely not be elaborating on the hob nobs – my Instagram stories tell all though!)

this is it, kween

this is the era

my new collection she never left isn’t just a collection about Marilyn, Audrey

or the women history flattened into headlines & stereotypes

"she never left" - feminist pop art original artwork by kweenie - kweenie studio
"she never left"
kweenie original feminist pop art portrait featuring Audrey Hepburn

it’s about the version of ourselves that never actually disappears

the one buried under hormones, grief, brain fog, self-doubt

caring for everyone else

or years of being told to pipe down & be grateful

she’s still there

sometimes she just needs digging out

that’s what i’ve been trying to paint

every kweenie in this collection is a wee rebellion against disappearing

a reminder that the world only ever sees part of the story

& that women have always been far more complicated

clever

funny

messy

& fcking powerful than we’re given credit for

so, if any of this has hit you right in the ovaries (sorry i had to say it), go have a wee nosey at she never left

"bellus"
kweenie original feminist pop art portrait featuring Marilyn Monroe

meet the kweens

read their stories

see what i’ve been quietly making (erm well not always quiet tbh ‘cause listening to country music whilst creating this collection tipped me right over the fcking edge - loud sobbing just saying!)

Marilyn never got her full kween era

yours is here for the taking

claim it!

love you, bye

kx

PS could have saved myself an existential crisis had someone told me this sooner ffs!

  1. the version of you the world's decided on is not the full story & never was
  2. Marilyn was no bimbo. she was underestimated. there's a difference. don't let anyone make the same mistake about you
  3. if they think you’re too much then tell them to go find less!
  4. & finally if, like me, it is perimenopause for you… maybe give country music a wide berth for a wee bit kween!

x

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