Christina Ricci

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Teenage angst personified.  Christina Ricci pretty much looked like how I felt when I was growing up.  Awkward, misunderstood, bewildered but deep down, super cool.  My sisters and I were obsessed with Mermaids and at some stage I wanted to change my name to Monday, just so I could be as cool as Wednesday Addams.  Ok that's a lie but I always thought she was beyond redemption in terms of how cool she was.  I bumped into Christina Ricci, listen to me, as if we know each other, more like I saw her and nudged my friend Marion, at the Tate Modern in London a few years ago.  She is pint sized and plenty of cool.  I hope you enjoy this little trip down memory lane. 


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