It would be overdoing it to say that where Pamela Anderson goes, I follow. I mean, let me mention that film, Barbed Wire...no one would follow the girl there, would they?
But at the Met Gala, it was another matter. Pammy was the universal object of attention for no other reason than...her bob. It was a bob with a fringe, flicked up at the ends. It was fun, it was a break from all her other looks, and it was terrifically modern.
