Oh, Christy Turlington, how I loved you when I was young. Of all the models writhing around in George Michael's "Freedom" video, you were my favorite. And while I understand that, as George says, sometimes the clothes do not make the man, I sort of wish you weren't dressed in what looks like, from this angle, a toned-down version of the outfit Crazy Homicidal Hermaphrodite Vincent wears on Passions.
Vincent, because he is nothing if not totally overly dramatic, prefers to be Crazy and Homicidal and Blackmail-y while wearing a sort of a split-down-the-middle half-dress/half-pants outfit (as well as a half-man, half-woman mask) that non-subtly should have clued someone in Harmony into the fact that s/he had some gender identification issues. Of course, I guess his issues would have been obvious no matter what he was wearing, as he's: a rapist (of his half sister!), an arsonist, a murderer, a blackmailer and someone who seduced his half-uncle (who is also his half-cousin...I think) into a whirlwind of gay(ish) sex that said half-uncle claims he didn't enjoy very much, but I don't believe him, and frankly, if said half-uncle WERE gay(ish), it would be a lot less shocking than that time he was sleeping with his sister the nun, even though she turned out not to be either his sister or a nun in the final analysis.
Anyhoodle, I just think Christy could have benefited from taking one of these pieces off, you know? But at least she's not running around killing prostitutes, bartenders, psychiatrists, or her half-sister's kind of bitchy lesbian lover. I mean, as far as I know. Oh, Passions. Am I really going to have to get DirecTV just so I can keep up with this sort of thing? I am scared that the answer is yes.
