As a boy growing up in the Western World in the 70's and 80's, Farrah Fawcett was a difficult pop icon to avoid. I certainly didn't avoid her. Au contraire. All weak in the knees and what have you. While I preferred the other Charlie's Angel, Linda Whatshername, Farrah was everywhere, especially in my boyish heart.
Combine the legend of Farrah with retro bicycles and... oh dear me.
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Wow! Farah Fawcett on a bike - I guess I was wrong all along, and there really is a heaven.
So here's the thing between me and Farah: 1978. I was eight years old and in love. She had that Farah Fawcett hair. But then again, so did every other girl in the class. And about half the teachers too.
I have chased perfect hair since I was 8 in 1978. How strange when people who were big for my generation start to die off. Can't say I like it.
Damn, she was hot!
Wow, television advertising was so unsophisticated (in terms of psychological tricks) back then!
She was not my type, but I liked her natural-ness. Very sad that she died.
I have the same marine-blue Motobecane bicycle, only with a Mixte frame.
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