OMG, I wanted to BE Mrs. Peel. OMG I absolutely idolized her. Emma Peel. I wanted that figure. I wanted those catsuits. I wanted that unfathomably cool chic. I wanted to dress like that. I dreamed about being the cool, slinky crime-fighter with the male partner with whom to share that droll, impossibly clever repartee. I wanted to have karate at my fingertips like she did. Those moves! Indeed, years later when I started studying karate, I thought of her, and though how I'd finally be learning some of her moves. I was STILL a Mrs. Peel wannabe.
"Mrs. Peel, we're needed!"
Rest in peace, Dame Diana. You were one of my most powerful inspirations when I was at a most powerfully impressionable and physically self-conscious young age. I've loved and admired you for more than 50 years.
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