Oh Cher. You didn't listen to me did you? After all my good advice, you still went ahead AGAIN and pulled on another short, in fact TOO short, dress for your Hollywood star moment.
There are a few things I couldn't believe from this story: firstly that Cher is only JUST, after all her commitment (it's got to be 100 years at least?), record sales and sheer brilliance, being awarded LA's highest accolade of foot and hand prints on the walk of fame. Secondly, that she has gone all Madonna yet again - mutton/lamb - with another horrid short frock (in fact, there was a slight glimpse of knickers - NOT OK!). Thirdly that I never knew a) that her mum was even alive and b) how fabulous she was. And fourthly that Cher's thunder was stolen by a bus full of the Chilean miners celebrating passing by. Poor Cher!
I do love you Cher. But PLEASE no more short dress disasters!
Amen.
*And...pose*
*Nice hands, even nice errm, knickers!*
*What would Cher be without a bit of obligatory glitter?*
*Cher's faby mommy*
*The finished piece of artwork*
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