It’s too late, of course. Not to mention, impossible. There can only be one Stevie Nicks — and this incisive, insightful and in-depth piece on the legendary frontwoman of Fleetwood Mac tells us why. Writer Jada Yuan paints an honest picture of Nicks — shawl-wearing, earth mother-goddess, battle-scarred rock star, former druggie, free spirit, feminist icon, wise woman, above all, survivor. We should take a lesson or two.
Most women would not be happy being me,” Nicks says. “People say, ‘But you’re alone.’ But I don’t feel alone. I feel very un-alone. I feel very sparkly and excited about everything. I know women who are going, like, ‘I don’t want to grow old alone.’ And I’m like, ‘See, that doesn’t scare me.’ Because I’ll never be alone. I’ll always be surrounded by people. I’m like the crystal ball and these are all the rings of Saturn around me.”
“My generation fought very hard for feminism, and we fought very hard to not be labeled as you had to have a husband or you had to be in a relationship, or you were somehow not a cool chick,” she says. “And now I’m seeing that start to come around again, where people say to you, ‘Well, what do you mean you don’t have a boyfriend? You don’t want to have one? You don’t want to be married?’ And you’re like, ‘Well, no, I don’t, actually. I’m fine.’ And they find a lot of reasons why you’re not fine. But it just seems to be coming back. Being able to take care of myself is something that my mom really instilled in me,” she says. “I can remember her always saying, ‘If nothing else, I will teach you to be independent.’ ” — Stevie Nicks (from the article)
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