rather, what
is
that...
I zeroed in on the moving target...Yep, hold it right there sister..
Behold the women, who very much resembled (purposely or otherwise) a youngish Patty LaBelle across the sea of Cher fans. One really couldn't, (nor shouldn't) miss her - I mean, I'm not sure if it was the zebra hat with red feathers (yay!) and matching coat - or the red woolen catsuit she wore underneath that caught my eye first. But damn, she was curvy and grand! "Baby got back," I heard a brotha say... She walked ever so slow and slinky...as if to say - "I'm da bomb..and ah know it - all eyes on me now, chillin.."
I sat mesmerized.
Could it be?
Would I be so lucky?
Was she really a she...or a he being a she...one will never know..
Of course, I hoped I would spot the most amazing... the biggest blue ribbon of all Cher fans...The Cher Impersonator. But alas, the lights suddenly began to dim..
(continued...)
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