Sexy was born in Tupelo, Mississippi on January 8, 1935
Yes, I love Elvis. Fifties Elvis, Cheesy movie star sixties Elvis and early seventies makin’ a comeback Elvis. And while I would have happily shared a fried peanut butter and banana sandwich with the late seventies Elvis, I am most definitely a fan of the awesomeness that was pre-1974 Elvis.
I don’t even remember when I had NOT heard of Elvis Presley. I’m pretty sure my parents liked Elvis, but I mostly remember Abba and The Carpenters as my childhood soundtrack. I do remember that every time I saw an old Elvis performances on T.V., I just could not take my eyes off the man. Elvis just exuded cool and sexiness without even trying. No fancy dancers in the back, no blinged out producer in the background, no publicist, it was just him, his guitar, that sneer and those legs that appeared to have a slight hint of epilepsy and restless legs syndrome.
Happy Birthday to the first Hillbilly to make my loins a quiver….
(It's so wrong that I got goosebumps while I watched the Elvis montage below. Seriously. If I could go back in time, I would have bought some property and become an Elvis groupie.)