The process of cataloguing and displaying Marilyn’s bits took months. During this time I learned some crazily illuminating stuff about the breathy blond bombshell. Brace yourself for some next-level revelations.
Right away, I discovered that Marilyn was shockingly and unimaginably slender. She was sort of like Kate Moss but fleshier on top. Didn’t see that coming, did you?
When it came to finding mannequins to fit her dresses, I simply couldn’t. M.M.’s drag was too small for the average window dummy. Smaller “petite” mannequins existed, but I could not bring myself to place Marilyn’s iconic garments on these perky fiberglass dollies. The frocks seemed too important and historic. For the public installation I decided to give them the Shroud of Turin treatment.
There’s a secret to happiness, truly. Push away the negativity. Surround yourself with the people and things you love. Friends, music, movies, smells. Anything. Before too long you’ll find there’s not much room left for negativity, and the negative stuff that DOES sneak it’s way in seems alien and ridiculous. It works, I promise :) love you guys x