Cher’s journey from the unknown to establishing her distinct place as a multitalented icon is nothing short of exciting. In addition to redefining music and ruling the world of music for nearly six decades, she has challenged the norms and expectations, building a persona unlike any other.
From being fun and full of surprises to exuberating boldness and brilliance—Cher’s journey to success has been both unconventional and exceptional. Moreover, she has used fashion as a form of self-expression, unapologetically conveying her somewhat complex personal style.
Despite her age, the “After All” singer’s revealing style has remained unchanged. Her choice of seemingly inappropriate outfits has kept her in the spotlight for years. At the 2017 Billboard Music Awards, she rocked a body-baring, heart-shaped pasties outfit made from beaded threads.
Cher topped her look with a platinum wig, looking snug and happy in her bold beaded dress. Interestingly, everyone adored her style, and she also bagged the Icon Award, which later gave her a chance to share an emotional acceptance speech.
While reflecting on her journey in the music arena for over 50 years at the time, Cher echoed what her mom told her when she was a young girl:
“You’re not going to be the smartest, you’re not going to be the prettiest, you’re not going to be the most talented, but you’re going to be special.’”
Taking the conversation further, the “If I Could Turn Back Time” star noted how her style statement throughout her career had been unique, despite being dubbed outrageous, distinct, and against the rule books.
To anyone wondering how she pulled off such a revealing dress for her age, the then-71-year-old responded, “I can do a five-minute plank.”
Despite going strong in her 70s, Cher has received immense criticism for her looks. In 2019, a user called the songstress “too old to dress like a [20-year-old].”
In 2014, a second user slammed her for looking ugly in her purple dress, saying she needed to wear something longer. “Cher looks like an ugly Ozzy,” commented another user.
She has reportedly been dubbed as the poster girl for cosmetic procedures.
Besides being criticized, the “Moonstruck” alum has also received supportive comments from fans. “THIS is cher! she looks her age, beautiful and happy. there’s nothing wrong with looking like you’ve lived [sic],” stated one user on Twitter.
When Cher posted her mother’s picture on social media in June 2022, many drew similarities between the two women. She is beautiful. She is beautiful at her age now!” wrote a fan. Another netizen commended the pop star, adding, “Looks beautiful for any age and she is already doing her job fabulously.”
For Cher, the world of glitz and glam has also pressured her to remain young and relevant in her field. She has reportedly been dubbed as the poster girl for cosmetic procedures.
When asked if she normalized the trend, the singer immediately pointed out how she had seen girls as young as 18 want to change their appearance. She said she didn’t comprehend why people held her responsible for something which had been trending for a long time.
“If you’re no good at what you do, people don’t care what you look like,” answered Cher when asked if cosmetic treatments had prolonged her career. She noted how people didn’t pay money to look at someone and attached much more importance to someone’s performance.
Despite admitting to feeling exhausted and drained, the “Burlesque” alum said her voice had never been better. She also stated how she had worked diligently to build her body strength, adding that even 20-year-old girls couldn’t do what she did.
While commenting on an American tabloid newspaper constantly suggesting she was on the brink of death, Cher appeared shocked and confused. During her response to the somewhat queer question, she said she was unsure why they thought she was dying when she had never felt that way.
Cher is also excellent at monitoring her diet and is a fan of healthy eating except for her love for chocolate. She also credits working out and exercising to her gorgeous appearance and agelessness.
So, how does the “All or Nothing” singer maintain her lovely figure while adding more years to her life? She once shared how she works twice as hard and loves being in the gym as much as possible. Cher said she was a tomboy in her youth and loved playing sports.
Owing to her sporty attitude, Cher also learned to surf and said she loved embarking on adventures. The Oscar-winning diva has a few simple beauty tips which have helped her remain an elegant beauty over the years.
Her secrets to staying fit, active, healthy, and of course, ageless include saying no to drinking, smoking, and drugs. In addition to understanding the importance of mindful eating and adopting a vegetarian diet, Cher confessed she rarely drank and never did drugs.
Cher once rated Cruise among her top five lovers, and the duo’s relationship amassed immense popularity back in the day, despite the “Jerry Maguire” actor being 16 years her junior.
The “Baby Don’t Go” star explained how she had always considered drinking and drugs unhealthy. While she admitted to smoking cigarettes for some time, she quickly bounced back and steered clear of anything that contradicted her taste.
Being the superstar she is, Cher’s health continues to worry her fans from time to time, mainly in the wake of her advancing age. In 2021, she had to cancel some of her concerts after contracting a mysterious illness.
Heeding her doctor’s advice, Cher, then 75, took some time to rest and recover and kept her loyal fan base updated about her health through regular social media updates.
Known for entertaining the audience, staying relevant, and serving style goals despite her age, the Emmy-winning star was shattered to cancel some of her shows. During her “Dressed To Kill” tour, she was said to have fallen ill with a severe virus affecting her kidneys and voice box.
At the time, Cher had to cancel her mega show’s second half because she appeared too unwell to perform. However, despite her health scares, she has managed to stay fit and healthy, determined to keep her fans entertained with her mesmerizing performances.
Cher’s age has never deterred her from chasing her dreams. In addition to reveling in continued success and fame, she had had an exciting love life. In November 2022, the “Love and Understanding” singer went public with her relationship to Alexander “AE” Edwards, 40 years her junior.
When photos of the hot duo circulated on social media, many fans warned Cher about her then-boyfriend’s past. But sources reported that the Grammy-winning musician was unswayed by the online chatter, and she couldn’t care less about the skepticism surrounding her relationship.
Despite the undue media and public scrutiny, Cher seemed to enjoy the attention, reportedly adding that she and her then-beau shared something extraordinary, making her feel sexy and full of life.
The same source shared that Cher had always had a thing for younger men, and her relationship with Edwards was no different than her previous connections. But what made it stand out from the “Bang Bang” star’s prior romances was how it made her feel and her confidence to take it public.
In December 2022, Cher posted a picture of her pear-shaped diamond ring on Twitter, triggering the romance rumor mill. The “Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again” alum wrote how she wished her late mom, Georgia Holt, could witness her happiness and gorgeous ring.
She mentioned how her mother loved diamonds and would have been ecstatic to share her daughter’s happiness. Later, Cher said she had posted the ring’s photo because she wished to flaunt her then-boyfriend’s fabulous nails.
The pop star’s romance with Edwards isn’t the only one that gained widespread media attention. In the past, she’s dated Hollywood A-listers, including Richie Sambora, Elvis Presley, Tom Cruise, and several others.
Cher once rated Cruise among her top five lovers, and the duo’s relationship amassed immense popularity back in the day, despite the “Jerry Maguire” actor being 16 years her junior.
She has been married twice: she wed Sonny Bono in 1964, and they divorced in 1975. They share a son, Chaz Bono. Unfortunately, Sonny died in 1998. Later, in 1975, she tied the knot with Gregg Allman, but the duo divorced three years later. Allman passed away in 2017, and the duo share a son, Elijah.
Despite the rumors that Cher and Edwards were engaged, sources close to the couple confirmed that they had gone their separate ways after just six months of dating. It was also revealed that the pair were never engaged, and Cher’s ring was merely a gift from her ex-lover.
Regardless, the duo was said to be incredibly close, and Edwards’ son loved spending time at Cher’s Malibu residence. Their romance and brief relationship were believed to be real and special, and despite their decision to call it quits, they were said to be on friendly terms.
Although Cher has been slammed off and on for her revealing style, she continues to exuberate class and confidence while showing off her slim figure, proving that age is just a number!
I set out in my RV to scatter my mother’s ashes, but along the way, I met a man who uncovered a startling family secret
After my mother passed away, I thought I knew everything about her life. But a sudden discovery during my journey led to a truth I never expected. What I found changed everything I thought I knew about my past… and my future.
After my mother’s death, I was completely alone. I stood in the empty apartment, the silence around me pressing in. My father left us before I was born. The walls, once filled with her presence, were bare, stripped of life.
“What do I do now, Mom?” I whispered aloud.
I always have the answers. But now… Now it’s just me.
I sold the apartment. It was a painful reminder of Mom’s last days, and I couldn’t bear to stay there any longer.
I had a vague plan to head to the small town where she once lived. To my surprise, she had a property there and left it to me.
“I’m going there, to where you loved,” I murmured.
I walked through the empty rooms in the apartment one last time and shut the door, locking it for the last time.
“Goodbye, Mom,” I whispered, feeling a tear slide down my cheek.
Outside, I handed the keys to the real estate agent. I had nowhere to go. Two suitcases were waiting for me at a hotel. Nothing more.
I glanced at the pile of mail in my hands. Today’s newspaper caught my eye. I flipped through it until a small ad jumped out at me:
“FOR SALE: 1985 RV. Runs, needs TLC. Priced to sell.”
It was a way to leave everything behind. Without overthinking, I drove straight to the address listed in the ad.
The RV sat in a driveway, looking worn and beaten, even more so than I expected. Rust streaked its sides. The paint faded to a dull gray. But it didn’t matter. It represented freedom to leave that place and pain behind.
A gruff man stood beside it, clearly eager to get rid of it.
“You here for the RV?” he asked, glancing at me as I approached.
“Yeah,” I said, scanning the vehicle. “I saw the ad.”
“It’s old, but it runs. Took it out last week. You interested?”
I ran my hand over the chipped paint. It wasn’t perfect, but neither was I.
“How much?”
“Cash only,” he said, naming the price.
I didn’t hesitate. “I’ll take it.”
“You sure? You don’t want to look under the hood?”
“No,” I shook my head. “I just need to go.”
Minutes later, the deal was done. I climbed into the RV, the smell of old leather and dust filling my senses as the engine growled to life.
“Okay, Mom,” I whispered, gripping the wheel, “I’m doing this. I don’t know what’s waiting for me, but I have to go.”
I decided to head straight to the hotel where my suitcases were waiting. I wasn’t going to stay the night there as I had originally planned. No more waiting.
Grabbing my things, I loaded them into the RV, eager to leave everything behind. The open road was calling, and I was ready to answer.I drove for hours. The hum of the radio kept me company as the sun dipped below the horizon. The darkness slowly crept in.
I was tired, my eyes growing heavy. The road stretched on, seemingly endless, and I just wanted to reach a place where I could close my eyes for a few hours.
And then, without warning, the RV sputtered. The engine gave a loud, ominous cough, and before I could react, it died completely. I let out a frustrated sigh, gripping the steering wheel.
“Of course, this has to happen now,” I whispered to myself, staring out into the pitch-black forest surrounding me.
I tried the ignition again, hoping for a miracle, but I got a weak click. Nothing.
Great! Just great! No cell service.
I stepped out of the RV and looked around.
What now?
As panic started to creep in, headlights cut through the darkness. An old pickup truck slowly came into view. It pulled up beside me. An elderly man with a kind face was behind the wheel.
The man rolled down his window. A young woman was next to him.
“You alright there?” he called out, leaning slightly to get a better look at me.
“My RV just died,” I replied. “I’m stuck.”
The man nodded sympathetically.
“Well, that’s no good. I’m Oliver,” he said, giving me a small smile. “This is my daughter, Grace.”
“I’m Emma,” I introduced myself. “Thanks for stopping. I didn’t know what I was going to do.”
Oliver glanced over at the RV and then back at me.
“Tell you what, we can tow you to the nearest station. It’s not too far, just about twenty miles up the road.”
I exhaled. “That would be amazing. Thank you so much.”
“No problem at all,” Oliver chuckled.
Within minutes, he had hooked my RV up to their truck, and we were on the move. I climbed into the backseat of the pickup, grateful to be moving again.
As soon as we hit the road, their conversation flowed easily. They teased each other, each word filled with warmth.
“You remember that time we got lost out here, right?” Oliver grinned, glancing at her.
Grace rolled her eyes. “How could I forget? You were convinced we didn’t need a map. We were lost for hours.”
Oliver chuckled. “We weren’t lost. I just took the scenic route.”
Watching them, I felt a twinge of envy. I had never had that kind of relationship with my mother. She loved me, but she was always preoccupied, her mind elsewhere.
And my father… I didn’t even know him. Their kind of connection was something foreign to me.
When we reached the station, the mechanic gave my RV a quick look and shook his head.
“It’ll take a few days to fix this.”
“A few days?” I echoed with disappointment.
My plans were suddenly on hold. Oliver saw the frustration on my face.
“You’re welcome to ride with us for a while if you like,” he offered kindly.
“We’re heading in the same direction. We’ll keep you company until the RV’s ready.”
It wasn’t just the convenience of a ride. It was the warmth they shared, something I hadn’t realized I needed until now. Of course, I agreed.
***
Later that night, we pulled into a small roadside motel. Just as Oliver was handing over the money to the clerk, something slipped from his wallet.
A photograph fluttered to the ground, catching my eye. I picked it up and froze.
“Who is this?” I asked, holding up the picture.
Oliver turned, his expression shifting from casual to uneasy. Before he could answer, Grace cut in.
“Oh, that’s the woman he can’t let go of,” she snapped. “Even after Mom died, he still carries her picture around like some kind of token.”
I glanced at Oliver, expecting him to say something, but he just sighed, running a hand through his hair.
“She was someone I loved a long time ago. We were living together in the town we’re heading to. But one day, she just… disappeared. I didn’t know what happened to her. I only recently found out she had passed away. I’m going back to honor her memory.”
My heart pounded as his words sank in. The woman in that photo was my Mom.
“That’s my mother,” I whispered.
Oliver’s eyes widened. Grace did the quick math in her head.
“Wait,” she said slowly, “does that mean… you might be his daughter?”
The words hung in the air. Oliver shook his head quickly.
“No, no, that’s not possible. If that’s true, it means your mother left me while she was pregnant. And I never knew.”
“She left you because you told her you were leaving for another woman,” I said, my voice shaking. “She kept a letter. You said goodbye.”
“What letter?”
I pulled out the worn piece of paper my mother had kept all those years and handed it to him. Grace leaned over Oliver’s shoulder, her face going pale as she read.
“That’s… that’s my mother’s handwriting,” Grace whispered. “We lived in that town too… Dad? Could it all happen at the same time?”
“Yes. I was friends with your mother back then, Grace. We were close, but nothing more.”
Grace’s eyes narrowed, realization dawning. “She must have done it to be with you. She knew what she was doing.” Oliver signed.
“Emma, your mother disappeared, I was lonely. And, and… Grace’s mother was always around. She helped me through it. Over time… we started dating.”
Suddenly, everything began to fall into place. Grace’s mother had torn them apart. I turned to her with anger.
“You had a father this whole time! I had no one! Your mother ruined their relationship, and you got everything while I was left with nothing!”
Grace’s face hardened.
“I didn’t know! Do you think this was my fault?”
The argument grew heated, both of us yelling. Years of resentment and grief spilled out.
“I can’t do this,” I finally said, backing away.
I couldn’t stay with them any longer, not after that. I took my suitcases and started walking down the road. I needed to reach the town to end that once and for all.
After a sleepless night of traveling in a stranger’s car, I met with the lawyer.
“The house your mother left you is only half yours,” he explained. “The other half belongs to Oliver.”
After everything I learned, that felt like one final twist of fate. I was ready to walk away from my share. But the lawyer stopped me.
“Why don’t you take a look at the house first?” he suggested.
Curiosity got the better of me, and I agreed. The house was small but cozy.
Memories seemed to fill the space. Mom’s sewing tools were neatly arranged, her old machine still in place. Piles of fabric were stacked in the corner, waiting to be transformed.
I found framed photographs of her and Oliver, both of them young and happy. They smiled back at me.
My mother, fiery and proud, had run away because of one forged letter. She had hidden the truth all those years. But Oliver… he hadn’t come after her. He moved on, married another woman, and gave another daughter the life I never had.
That thought weighed on me heavily as I heard a car pull up outside. Oliver and Grace entered the house quietly. We sat there all together in thick silence.
“We should scatter her ashes,” I finally whispered.
Together, we did. As I watched the ashes drift into the wind, something shifted inside me. The anger I had carried began to fade.
Grace softly embraced me. “I’m sorry. I think it’s time for me to head back to my family. It’s your turn to get to know our father.”
“Thanks, Grace,” I finally whispered.
She gave me a small smile. “I hope we can move past this.”
As she left, I looked at the fabrics and the sewing machine. It was time to follow my dreams to bring my designs to life. And with my father by my side, we had all the time we needed to become the family we never had.
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