Maybe it’s macabre to rank the dead, but think about it: these women gave us permission to be loud, be messy, and be unforgettable. Marilyn taught us to smile through the pain. Diana taught us to flip off tradition. Whitney taught us to sing in the shower like it’s a goddamn arena.
So, here’s my semi-ironic, completely serious request: go watch a clip of Bette Davis snapping at someone. Or listen to Etta James growl “At Last.” They’re all still here, you know. Just waiting in the static of old records and grainy YouTube videos, ready to remind you that life is short—so you better sparkle while you’ve got the chance.
Now, go put on some red lipstick and misbehave. That’s what they’d want.
