pammy

Simon Hattenstone's article in yesterdays Guardian has reaffirmed my absolute love for Pamela Anderson. And in turn my absolute love for this series of photographs taken by Juergen Teller for the Vivienne Westwood SS09 advertisements. You can imagine the fun that Vivienne, Pammy, Juergen and Andreas (Mr Westwood) must have had messing about at Anderson's trailer park home and creating photographs. My favourite from the series (which sadly I can't find on the internet..) is of Pammy deep in concentration with her nose in the pages of Plato, her nipples just in sight at the bottom of the shot under some sheer knitwear. Apparently Viv's husband had a copy and she insisted on being photographed with it. Girl knows exactly how to control her image-she also stood behind photographer Perou on the Guardian shoot and made him delete the shots she didn't like.



I suppose Pammy has been on my brain over the last week after reading Chuck Klostermann's appalling chapter in his 'low culture manifesto' Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Pops which was deeply offensive and punctuated the whole way through with statements about how lots of intellectual men love that Pamela Anderson is a slut because it means they can fantasise about her 'lecherously and ironically.' Except that Klostermann misses the point entirely because Pamela Anderson is an intellectual match to any of the men who pine after her because it helps them to feel more clever. Either way, before this turns into some pop culture Pammy essay, I think she's great. Mostly because she is a true representation of human beings and as much as people judge her or make perceptions about her personality, she will always slip out of the way and avoid being pigeonholed. She proves that you can never make assumptions about other human beings, and that really you don't need to. Easier said than done but it's an important one to remember.
God Bless Pammy and God bless America.