Here I come stumbling hungover (awkward) onto the lanai to tell all of you that BETTY FORD IS IN HEAVEN NOW as you roll your eyes and unplug the breaking news siren has that has been going strong for 16 hours straight. When I first heard last night that Betty Ford passed away, I was on step one of the one step program into getting shit faced and I immediately stopped and ordered an iced tea (not imported from Long Island) instead. It was the right thing to do. CNN reported last night that Betty Ford, the former First Lady who helped messy drunks retire the bottle for good, died at the age of 93 at her home in Rancho Mirage, CA. Betty’s family was by her side. The family has yet to say what her cause of death was. Oh, and for those youngins who have no idea who Betty Ford was, she was sort of like Dr. Drew without the famewhore part.
Betty Ford not only co-founded The Betty Ford Center for addiction treatment after confessing her struggles with booze, but she was also a strong supporter of the Equal Rights Amendment and an advocate for breast cancer awareness. And Betty wasn’t above twerking it on a desk. From CBS:
One commentator referred to Betty Ford as a “rascal.” Brinkley agreed with that assessment: “I remember there’s a photograph of her just dancing on the desk in the Oval Office. This was something that wasn’t previously done.
“Certainly Jackie Kennedy had brought in a new sense of style and flair and fashion [to the White House], but Betty Ford was a truly liberated woman.”
Rest in peace, Betty.