Madonna was only twenty when she landed in New York, dreaming of fame in Times Square. Except that the singer quickly realized that the Big Apple was far from being as welcoming as she imagined.
Live the “American dream”, thousands of people want it. And some have decided to make this dream come true. This is the case with Charles Aznavourwho spent time in prison with Edith Piaf before being able to set foot in New York in 1948. Thirty years later, he is Madonna who has decided to live his American dream by landing in the Big Apple. After spending his life in Michigan, the young Madonna Louise Ciconne she was enrolled in a Catholic school where she enthusiastically participated in artistic activities.
Her dance teacher, Christopher Flynn, was one of the first to believe in her, telling her she was beautiful, talented and charismatic. It is this same man who allegedly gave the star the desire to lead to dance career in New York. Despite being a student and cheerleader at the prestigious University of Michigan, Madonna preferred to drop everything after two years, to the great despair of her father who decided to cut her off. Not enough to curb Madonna’s American dream, she landed in New York in 1978, she was twenty with only 35 dollars in her pocket. She was young, beautiful and hopeful find fame in times square.
Madonna lived in ‘a shoebox’
But very quickly, the young woman fell victim to the worst horrors, as she told Parisian in 2013.”New York didn’t look quite like I had imagined. I was not welcomed there with open arms. The first year I was held up with a gun. I was raped on the roof of a building where I was thrust with a knife in my back and my apartment was robbed three times”, he confided the mother of Lourdes🇧🇷 More the interpreter of Like a virgin he preferred to make these traumas his strength. Waitress, dancer or even nude model, Madonna sought odd jobs to fulfill her American dream.
“Sometimes I played victim and cried in the shoebox that served as a bedroom, whose window opened onto a wall, and watched the pigeon droppings on the windowsill. I was wondering if it was worth it, but I ended up pulling myself together and looking at the Frida Kahlo postcard I’d pasted to the wall, and her mustache consoled me. Because she was an artist who didn’t care about other people’s eyes. I admired it. She was bold. People made him see all the colors. Life has made him see all the colors. If she could do it, so could I”, Écrivait Madonna. It’s up to you, New York, New York.
