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Goodbye Norma Jeane, Hello Dyna Gwen

I can remember when I discovered Marilyn Monroe; Mid90s (circa 8th grade). The TV Guide had an ad for porcelain collector plates — the decorative kind that you hang on the wall — with some old time blonde actress on each one. It was the first time I saw Marilyn Monroe. I noticed right away that we shared that signature beauty mark on our faces and widow's peak hairline . Strange. Reading on through the sales squib for these plates, I learned that Marilyn was born as Norma Jeane Baker on June 1 . Weird . That’s my birthday, too. And so, my obsession with Marilyn became official.  It was only a few years later that I learned Marilyn had been sexually abused as a child. Fascinating. #Metoo. My first Marilyn Monroe poster purchase was at the University of Illinois in Champagne; I was 15. It wasn’t long before my walls were decorated with huge custom-framed Marilyn Monroe photograph prints. I’ve collected and sold a bunch of Marilyn memorabilia: movies, books, Franklin Mint dolls,