One of the most beautiful women who's ever lived, despite a brief flirtation with her Inner Diva at the height of her fame in the 1960s, Elizabeth Taylor has consistently proven to be as lovely on the inside as she has been on the outside; for her friendships with gay men since childhood she has more than earned the prestigious accolade of gay icon*, and for providing comfort to people living with AIDS and HIV long before it was trendy she's distinguished herself as one of the 20th Century's foremost humanitarians as well.
Today is her birthday, which is well nigh a religious holiday around the Pop Culture Institute; may we suggest a movie marathon, consisting of A Place in the Sun, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, and Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? in celebration?
*Although heaven knows what horrible thing she ever did to deserve the entirely unsought-after 'honour' of Gratuitous Brunette...
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