Brenda Walsh Forever
RIP Shannen Doherty, RIP America, probably?
I was ten in 1990, when Beverly Hills 90210 began, and that is why my platonic ideal of a woman wearing blue jeans is Shannen Doherty.
Jeans, white t-shirt, cowboy boots, a cigarette, bangs. Perfection. Thank you, Shannen, for your glamour and your petulance and your passion and your fury and your fucking bangs. You were an absolute legend.
Off the top of my head, my top five Brenda moments:
France, all of France.
The word ‘Dylan.’
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Whenever she wore a costume.
Prom Night Brenda
Vests and Levis.
This week/month/year has been heavy. I try to keep it light over here on my Substack, because I think we all need as much light as possible these days, but woof, some weeks are just plain bad. (And yes, when I say I keep it light over here, I do know how much I write about grief and death. You can do both!)
Here’s to everyone trying to keep it together, and here’s to Shannen Doherty, forever and ever amen.
Thank you for writing about her. Her death hit me hard. Also, yes the county is a dumpster fire. It is hard to believe we’ve been on fire since 2016 and it’s still going on. I appreciate you trying to keep it light here, in your own way.
Her death really did a number on me too, oof. A big part of that is because I had breast cancer and so did she and I’m still alive and she now isn’t. But also… Brenda Walsh! So iconic! And then I started thinking about how she and Luke Perry are both dead, which somehow made me think about Matthew Perry’s tragic death, and how crushing it is to lose these pivotal figures from my youth. I guess I always felt like celebrities were immortal in some way? It’s just so sad. Anyway, thanks for letting me word vomit in the comments. RIP Shannen. 💔