This week I love …


… Tina Turner. Not that this needs any further explanation, but …

I fell in love with Tina the first time I saw the music video for “What’s Love Got to Do With It?” Even at the tender age of seven, I could absolutely FEEL her strength and wisdom and quiet power radiating at me through the television and I was completely mesmerized. It helped that the song is ridiculously catchy and that I have a soft spot for women with raspy voices. But mostly I just wanted to watch goddess-like Tina stroll around in front of that chain-link fence telling all the young lovers what it’s really like to be tangled up with another’s heart. She was graceful and gorgeous and unbearably cool. I didn’t know jack about her history or her career. I just knew that she was awesome.

I can’t think of a single song of hers that makes me go, “Meh,” and the video footage I’ve seen of her live in concert makes me wonder if she’s powering small cities in her spare time. That energy, that smile, that welcoming stage presence … seriously, what a performer.

A funny/bizarre aside: I have a deep-seated fear of the dentist. Like primal, gut-churning fear that goes back to some bad dentist crap from childhood. My first dentist here in MN offered clients a personal CD player and headphones during dental work, and I always chose Tina’s greatest hits while I was getting my teeth worked on. Miraculously? It didn’t make me associate her music with pain or fear: It made every song on that album feel like a security blanket.

I cried BUCKETS when I saw the film of “What’s Love Got to Do With It,” and learning a portion of Tina’s amazing story just cemented her position as one of my top ten most admired women ever, ever, ever. I have a pretty good idea of what I’d say if I ever ran into most celebs I admire: Something along the lines of, “It’s such an honor to meet you!” But Tina? I guarantee I’d just lose my shit, start crying, and hug her until her bodyguards could finally peel me off.

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  • a brown-eyed grrl

    I was Tina Turner for Halloween when I was in 7th grade. I can just imagine what I must have looked like–his little kid in Tina get-up singing Private Dancer…not even probaly “getting” what I was singing about.

    She’s one of the older ladies I look up to and hope to emulate one day, in the way that she’s aged so beautifully and gracefully, and looks gorgeous and has so much energy. Meryl Streep is my other one.

  • a brown-eyed grrl

    Holy crap. Wonder if my comment could have had more typos.

  • Cupcakes and Cashmere

    i love that tina was your security blanket at the dentist. i used to bring my blanket. literally.

  • Fell4fashion

    Love it!!! I’ve tagged you, since I’ve so enjoyed finding your blog recently 🙂

  • Winnie

    Your dentist sounds amazing! I wish mine would do that!

  • Shawn

    Gotta love Tina and the way she struts! Amazing…

  • The Seeker

    Oh yes, I’m with you and with Shawn!

    Have a nice weekend, darling.

    xoxo

  • Soho500

    I love Tina !!

  • Imelda Matt – The Despotic Queen of Shoes

    Tina has the best stits in the biz…and can we talk Thunderdome?