They are the ONLY possible explanation for the stupid tears running down my face watching Celine Dion make this red-headed freshman chick happy on Oprah right now.
OMG, I am mortified. The only way I will listen to Celine is if she is singing 100 percent in French, is there even an all-French cd out there?
Help me! Where's the damn chocolate anyway?
P.S. I must admit how surprised I am during her intereviews by how down to earth she is compared to her super sappy songs.