When I learn about Edie Sedgwick (Warhol's "Factory Girl") she reminds me of Daisy from the Great Gatsby. 

Both beautiful blondes wanted so passionately by men. Both women always so cheerful, charming, feigning happiness they enchant everyone they come across. Both seemingly deep and exciting when really, truly sad and hollow and confused and scared.

I guess Edie reminds me, too, of Holly Golightly in Breakfast at Tiffany's.