the first "It" girl

   Edie Sedgwick, muse to Andy Warhol. She rocked the world, and inspired a cult following, with just being herself. As the story usually goes, the "superstar" dubbed by Warhol, would rise to her fame, and later plummet to the depths of despair. Eventually leading to her death from an overdose, before she would reach thirty years old.
   I would like to focus not on her tragic end, but her effect on the world. The "it" girl is a common thing now in these times, but Edie started the show. Twiggy would rock London's socks, and Edie would take over America.
Warhol captured the star at a time that could be compared to Marilyn's days as Norma. Long haired beauty full of passion, and keeping everyone dying for more. The public ate up the young girls spirited personality, as she was always dancing around, as if she was in the mix of a party.

   Her genuine smile, and lack of inhibitions won us over, but her fashion sense kept us smitten. Pairing wild prints with fur jackets, wearing tights with a shirt, and chopping that hair short, and blond to showcase those huge eyes of hers. When I look at pictures of Edie it is very comfortable, and familiar to me. Even with her exaggerated style, it comes off easy. I celebrate Edie. For she is the definition of style. Expressing what you feel on the inside, on the outside. Being who you are, and never apologizing for it.