[/caption]I didn't know Liz Taylor died last March 23, 2011 until I read the last line of Paulo Coelho's Character of the Week. No wonder she was on the news which was our background noise during a friend's daughter's graduation party last night.
It's amazing how a spectator such as myself had taken for granted the mortality of this legendary lady's life.
I mostly remember reading about her in National Enquirer tabloids back in the early '90's and spraying my mom's Elizabeth Taylor Passion perfume in the same era. In 1991, she hogged the headlines with her controversial 9th marriage to Larry Fortensky, a construction worker, whom she met at the Betty Ford Clinic (a rehab center for alcoholics). Elizabeth signed an agreement to award Fortensky $1 Million if their marriage lasted 5 years. They divorced in 1996. She is also one of Michael Jackson's well known best friends.
Although I have only read about Liz Taylor in the later years of her life, what I most remember reading about was her struggle between proving her acting abilities that were overshadowed by her exquisite beauty. Eventually, she became the highest paid celebrity by the time she filmed Cleopatra in 1960.
Among the many things written about the extraordinary violet eyed beauty, what has stuck me most is her highly publicized love life. Sadly, her story is proof that physical beauty doesn't necessarily assure one of a romantic happily ever after.
Elizabeth's most significant contribution to society, though overlooked by many (including myself), was cofounding the American for AIDS Research in 1985, following the AIDS related death of her friend, Rock Hudson.
Goodbye, Liz. I wish you a peaceful and blessed happily ever after with the One Who gave you the beautiful face and colorful life that has entertained millions the world through your decades in the Silver Screen.
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