Voo.....aka The Pink Lady aka Madonna
aka The Girl Who Had No Buttons
Get This Party Started!
Costumes were not only encouraged but required
Neighborhood girls frequently raided my closets, much to their
mothers' chagrin. We were a glamorous lot! Sometimes we did shows
and photo shoots on the front lawn (and caused many car wrecks.)
**Their moms preferred them to dress like this
but....you know...girls will be girls
and they all wanted to be me, apparently.
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Me in my 14 and one half minutes of fame
Various people who showed up on Saturday nights
Bruce in disguise
anybody here remember Bruce?
Mr T as a child
Lenny and Chad
T-Wayne, the non-Jewish wannabe rapper
who could only rap in hillbilly and Hebrew
(so sad)
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For years, people would stop when I was outside and ask for Marilyn's
autograph till they realized that she was dead. But my house was
a real life haunted house so I just signed as "Marilyn Monroe's Ghost"
Women scorned but guys loved me....
I kept the neighbors entertained. Once I invited some people over for a barbecue/get together in my back yard. I got everything set up and went to take a shower and get dressed and when I came back outside to see if anyone had shown up yet......there were about 300 people out there!!!! Not one inch of the lawn was un- covered by people, blankets or lawn chairs!!!! I was stunned!!! I didn't even know half of them! That party is still talked about till this day!!! Even some local celebrities showed up! And some infamous YouTube stars that I will not mention at this time.......
followed by the traditional eating of the pizza
and daring Smitty to do something outrageous...
(Not that he ever needed encouraging to do something
outrageous) Usually all of his "Hey, Ya'll, watch this!"
was followed by our "Oh, my God!!! Is he dead!!!?")
He once went to a party with me with all his clothes on
backwards......people were so confused all night....
(And it was darned hard to button up his collar and tie
his tie down his back, let me tell you....!!!)
Once he went to an event with me and Chris, my girlfriend
and we had to stop for gas on the way. I had my fur coat
in my car and he was in the other car with Chris. As we girls
were pumping the gas for both cars, he put on my fur coat
and a hat and pretended he was our "pimp" and was
ordering us around and yelling that we were too slow
and wasting time when we could be making him money!!!
We were so embarrassed because it drew a crowd....
but we got our revenge later when we took him out in the woods
and pistol whipped him, took all his money and put him out
in the Red Light district which we thought was appropriate.......
wearing one sock and shoe and no shirt and with
more on Smitty later........
which has not been released yet so stay tuned....Oops!
One number we co-wrote was called Voo Voo's Voo Oodle Doo
He said it was pretty delirious and was going to have to tweak it
down .........alas..!!!! It's somewhere in his vault...
along with a picture of me wearing something.....
purple..............(Or maybe he took it with him, who knows? May he R.I.P.)
(true story)
trying to hitch a ride to my house............(I told him he might
Joe Joe's favorite song....Let's Go Crazy
That shameful, it will go down in history night
when we all got pickled on Purple Passion
and decided to dye one another's hair and miscellaneous
other parts of our anatomies.....PURPLE!!!!!
I was 19, I had an afro....I loved Purple Rain by Prince
so I thought.....why not??? It seemed like a perfectly logical
thing to do at the time..........
for all the cats in my neighborhood............
The only feline that co-operated was this little guy
named Billy........
Who was ganged up on later by the rebellious
cats who could not be swayed by promises of
Meow Mix and cat toys....
SO.........We just held them hostage and dressed
them up like paper dolls and set them loose
to explain why they came home wearing tutus
and little tiaras.....It was hilarious!!!
I LOVE CATS!!!!!
But my slogan has always been:
What's the use in having a cat if you can't torment it?? lol
Fair is fair, cats love to torment us......
Omar who came to love his Mickey Mouse ears.....
poor Chloe......she hated my guts.......
And here's Baby.....in her knee socks and
Strawberry Shortcake bonnet.....
yes, it's true, I had a Groucho fetish.......sigh
and Homer...who hated wearing dresses,
pajamas, shoes, and also the name Homer.....
one Saturday night. My house was always
full of kids, friends, relatives and
people I didn't even know.......it
was the place to be. I miss those days.
You don't even want to know...........
and I don't want to tell you EVER!!!............lol
Baby Two Hats
(Little Laughing Pony)
the little Indian boy
who has now gone to the other side
and become a cowboy........
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Jethro the Cat who Sat.......
like a person
and supervised our parties
from under the safety of a table.