1. Can you believe I waited this long to incorporate the Goddess of all things sparkly and fabulous onto my blog?
2. If there is one single person that can get through this entire video and not succumb to the incredibly irresistible urge to jump on top of your desk/table/workbench/counter top, grabbing the nearest sharpie/screwdriver/brush/spatula to sing along with her at the top of your bloody lungs then we should talk. You might be depressed. Cher can help. You just might need a higher dose.