I was thinking about Olivia Newton-John not too long ago, wondering what she was up to. Since I do not watch Glee, I missed the May episode where she ‘got physical’ with Jane Lynch’s character. I am not ‘hopelessly devoted’ to Grease, as iconic as the film is. My favorite movie she starred in was the campy musical Xanadu (1980), and all I really remember is a lot of dancing and skating. Right up my alley.
I laughed as I watched this clip. I remember this almost like it was yesterday.
I was surprised to see her on The Wendy Williams Show this week (so glad my DVR picks up everything). She’s 62 (!), but she looked as beautiful as ever, sporting that trademark winning smile and platinum blonde bob. She revealed that she was a whopping 29 years old when she played the teenage Sandy in Grease. I also didn’t know that she’s a newlywed and has a new CD (new age).
I’ll pass on that. But it’s good to know she’s alive and kicking.
I wouldn’t mind reading her autobiography, if she ever writes one. Like Pam Grier, Olivia beat cancer. She found breast cancer in ’92 because she did monthly self-exams, and on Wendy’s show, she demonstrated her new kit to teach women to do the same, emphasizing that although it didn’t show up on a mammogram, she persisted with her doctor because she felt a “different” lump one day and “knew something wasn’t right.”