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Why I Love Pamela Anderson

The Young Becky of the late 90's and early 00's never would have said this.  But the (much) older and (maybe) wiser Becky of today straight up loves Ms. Anderson. She's a woman, like most of us, that took some time coming into her power.  But now that she has it, you fools better step the hell aside!


I guess it all started with the Hulu show.  I remember the Pam & Tommy stolen tape controversy.  The Hulu series does a good job of explaining how little we all understood of the internet at the time.  But they also did a good job of showing the humanity of Pam and Tommy, the personal humiliation it brought them to and how everyone regarded the two of them very differently in the matter.  

I remember it well.

Tommy was a dumbass with a big dick.

Pam was a dumbass with big tits.

The end.  

But watching this limited series made us remember that it was so much more.  They really were a young crazy couple in love.  They really did just want to live their best lives.  Of course they made some stupid choices.  But how would we all look if we lived out our young party days in front of so, so many cameras?



 

And then came this doc on Netflix.  Finally, it was Pam's chance to tell her side of things.  I was actually sad when I learned that she didn't communicate with Lily James or want to watch the series.  I totally understand her view, but James really did treat Pamela's life with a lot of respect.  

But anyhow, back to Pamela herself.  To see her fresh-faced and lovely.....texting her grown adult sons too early in the morning and waking them up......performing as Roxie on stage in "Chicago".  It looks like Pam is the survivor we always knew she could be.  Hearing about how she has tried again and again to find love hurts but isn't as heartbreaking as her own realization that she really can't love another man as much as she loves her kids' dad.  Sniff.

(Also, when she refers to Tommy as "daddy" when talking to her kids?  Gosh, it hit me right in the feels.  Such a mom moment.  Sniff again!)

Another favorite moment of mine is when she recounts a story of talking to Smokey Robinson about her many divorces and him encouraging her by calling her a "romantic".  I feel you, girl, I feel you. 

Watching this doc on my birthday was a gift to myself.  It made me realize that if Pam Anderson can survive 1998, I can survive anything. 


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