And somewhere, a dozen hairless yorkies are shivering in the cold, because their fur was shaved off to make Aretha Franklin’s wig and they don’t even mind.
Since I gave Mimi and her unicorn utters their own post, it’s only right that I give Queen Aretha and her four-lumps-of-heaven chichis their own post too. While looking like a Sears Portrait Studio sky background that was warped in a flood, Queen Aretha held court at the pre-dinner for the BET Honors in DC on Friday night. Never mind that Aretha Franklin’s magnificent chichis in that dress are the definition of “the sky is falling,” everybody should take a beauty note from her and use Crisco as foundation. Because you never know when you might need to grease up a frying pan to make platanos or pancakes.
I also threw in some pictures of Aretha with Smokey Robinson and pictures of her with her piece Catfish at the BET Honors or Saturday night. In almost every picture of Aretha, there’s Catfish throwing a “Yes, I get to motorboat that.”