The Playboy founder is dead at 91.
Having a few deaths in my personal world in the last 2 years, I've shed dozens of tears.
Even when a celebrity dies or I hear of someone I don't even know I'm always an instant cry baby. But not today.
It's weird and Im surprised at myself.
Knowing that Hugh was getting on in years I had been dreading this day for some time. Oddly I am not actually feeling sad.
I think because he was so happy in his final years and he lived for bloody ages!
Squeezing a few more years out of him would have been ideal, but that's always for selfish reasons.
More opportunities to peer into his crazy life. More paparazzi snaps of him, his wife Crystal and the playmates at their many charity events behind that cobblestone looking brick wall.
My personal favorite was the midsummer's parties. Celebrities in lingerie, hello!
According to the reports, he died peacefully.
The only thing I am feeling sad for is the next generation who might not appreciate what life was with Hef in it.
I cant even say I'm sad for his family, and gosh I mean no disrespect at all. I certainly took a moment to think of their grief.
I just get a feeling that as it was such a peaceful death and he was completely happy, perhaps its much easier for them to bear. I sincerely hope they are coping ok, and it charms me to know they were with him in the end.
Hugh Hefner was an inspiration to good girls like me who like to do naughty things.
He made sex healthy and fun and NORMAL!
He is a pioneer in the adult industry and the world is better because of him.
Save me a spot in the afterlife please Hef. My dream was to kiss you.
I'm coming for you!
....in about sixty years ;-)
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