Ok, so you're probably going, "is this like a Noxema commercial or what?"
But I actually have a way normal life for a teenage girl.
Isn't my house classic? The columns date all the way back to 1972.
Dionne and I were both named after famous singers of the past,
who now do infomercials.
Excuse me, but I have donated many expensive Italian outfits to Lucy, and as soon I get my license, I fully intend to brake for animals, and I have contributed many hours to helping two lonely teachers find romance.
She could be a farmer in those clothes.
I could really use some sort of herbal refreshment.
Looks like we're gonna have to make a cameo at the Val party.
I totally paused.
Cher's main thrill in life is a makeover,
it gives her a sense of control in a world full of chaos.
It's like that book I read in the 9th grade that said
"'tis a far far better thing doing stuff for other people."
Do you prefer "fashion victim" or "ensembly challenged"?
You know how picky I am about my shoes, and they only go on my feet.
He said you gave him toothache.Cher, I don't wanna do this anymore. And my buns, they don't feel nothin' like steel.
Be seeing you!
Yeah, I hope not sporadically.Did my hair get flat? Did I stumble into some bad lighting? What’s wrong with me?
Dude, what’s wrong? Are you suffering from buyer’s remorse?
God no! Nothing like that!
Your man Christian is a cake-boy! He’s a disco-dancing, Oscar Wilde reading, Streisand ticket-holding friend of Dorothy, know what I’m saying?
It all boiled down to one inevitable conclusion; I was just totally clueless.