Today, I tried to dye my hair (it returned it to black instead of changing it to dark burgondy, go figure). In the shower, I rinsed and conditioned. Then I began to roll my hair while listening to the TV in my bedroom. I watched/heard the Closer. The Voice was on when I learned that Whitney Houston is dead. A celebrity death hasn't affected me to this depth since Kurt Cobain left. RIP Whitney.
What's your favorite memory of Ms. Houston? Mine is being 7 and sharing a room with my sister. Every day, I'd come home from school and play her Whitney House cassette. I'd dance and sing around with it.
I also loved "Greatest Love of All"
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