I've been reading the tributes to the late Dame Elizabeth Taylor but I've yet come across that captured her particular magic. Sure she was an early acknowledged beauty - one of the greatest perhaps, but she was also quite stout. She was not all that stylish or elegant or refined - in fact, what I adore about her is her lusty vulgarity, and her wackiness and eccentricities through the years. She's unpretentious and humourous. I shall miss her, the last one of the greats, and a true icon.