Rebecca Tyrrel: 'Phobics crave celebrity endorsement. Coulrophobes have Johnny Depp...'

 

Rebecca Tyrrel
Friday 24 February 2012 20:00 EST
Comments

Your support helps us to tell the story

From reproductive rights to climate change to Big Tech, The Independent is on the ground when the story is developing. Whether it's investigating the financials of Elon Musk's pro-Trump PAC or producing our latest documentary, 'The A Word', which shines a light on the American women fighting for reproductive rights, we know how important it is to parse out the facts from the messaging.

At such a critical moment in US history, we need reporters on the ground. Your donation allows us to keep sending journalists to speak to both sides of the story.

The Independent is trusted by Americans across the entire political spectrum. And unlike many other quality news outlets, we choose not to lock Americans out of our reporting and analysis with paywalls. We believe quality journalism should be available to everyone, paid for by those who can afford it.

Your support makes all the difference.

Who knew that Pamela Anderson has a fear of mirrors? Eistoptrophobia is the technical term for what is a pretty uncommon fear among the non-pin-up public, let alone for a first-class glamour beauty such as our Pammy. But don’t be deceived into thinking that this is a case of a celeb looking for sympathy by falsely claiming an inconvenient phobia. This is not the Anderson version of an eistropt fable.

When she revealed this frailty, fellow sufferers picked it up and ran with it just as Pammy and her life guard chums picked up their orange plastic floats and ran along that LA beach with them, in very slow motion, during the 1990s heyday of Baywatch.

You can hardly blame the eisoptrophobes for their joy at the shock revelation, because phobics crave celebrity endorsement. Most fears are much better served. Coulrophobes (fear of clowns) have an embarrassment of A-list riches, from Johnny Depp via PDiddy, Daniel Radcliffe to Homer Simpson. And hydrophobia has too many victims to name, though a shout-out must go to another Baywatch belle, the courageous Carmen Electra, who once told Sky News that being anywhere near water can induce a panic attack.

Was it harder for Pamela or Carmen, though? Imagine heading out there on to the beach, to all those cameras and bystanders and most of all that Hoff. Even if you weren’t going to see your reflected self in that cheese-cutter of a swimsuit, the Hoff would. But what was the alternative? There would be Carmen screaming at the sea and Pamela coming over all unnecessary in the vicinity of a looking glass. It must have been chaos on those Baywatch sets. And surely there were days when the Pacific was so still that the water doubled up as a mirror. Result: perfect storm, absolute directorial nightmare.

How a single episode ever came to be made is one of the miracles of the medium, on a par with the continued employment of Vernon Kay. But 242 were made, and according to the Guinness Book of Records, Baywatch was the most watched TV show of all time. Not that Pammy, who named her breasts Pancho and Lefty (which is a non sequitur, but interesting), ever boosted the viewing figures herself. After confessing her loathing of mirrors, she added: “And I don’t watch myself on television. If anything comes on … I leave the room.”

Join our commenting forum

Join thought-provoking conversations, follow other Independent readers and see their replies

Comments

Thank you for registering

Please refresh the page or navigate to another page on the site to be automatically logged inPlease refresh your browser to be logged in