material grill

i originally thought i would title this, "now is the winter of our discontent"...a rant about the obvious...the winter that won't die...blah, blah, blah...and then there were the Grammys...and Madonna...the hat, the suit, the cane...the grill...a too-touched up face leaving her looking a little too-Faye Dunaway...oy...but later on that night i got to thinking...what does a woman do when she reaches that certain age?...should she shop at "frumps are us" or raid her daughter's closet?...if she works hard at keeping fit, then what's acceptable to wear to flaunt it....and i thought more...if on the inside we are all still so young and evolving...then how do we translate that to the outside?...and i found myself feeling sorry for Madonna...always a pop cultural icon...yet for me more the queen of reinvention...i always thought of that song from "Gypsy" when she would take on a new persona..."you gotta have a gimmick"...and now the "gimmick" becomes a joke...so maybe Madonna should let go...and just sing...well...better yet...produce...get behind some new talent...show them the ropes and how not to get strangled by them...throw out the grill...and smile...let a few wrinkles and laugh lines show...be less the material girl...and, you know, how that real 80's goddess, Cyndi Lauper sang...show her true colors...at this certain age, she owes nothing less to herself, and to us...