My friend Ashton is obsessed with Mariah Carey, Jonathan has been to at least ten Christina Aguilera concerts, and Erwin goes to every Taylor Swift-themed party he can find. ![]() Once I moved to New York and met more queer people, I quickly realized that my experience wasn’t unique most of my gay friends had also grown up worshipping famous women. Since then, I’ve developed intimate (if entirely unreciprocated) relationships with many more famous women: Selena Quintanilla, Nicki Minaj, and Carly Rae Jepsen are just a few. My love for Cher transcended fandom - I was a stan, long before the internet coined the term. Whenever I was sad, I played “Believe” on my iPod nano and put feathers in my hair to recreate the music video (with the door locked, obviously). ![]() When I learned who Cher was years later, I became obsessed with both her look and her discography. All I knew was that the music I was hearing made me feel free. ![]() I couldn’t tell if the person singing was a man or a woman, where they came from, or what, exactly, they were singing about. I knew there was something different about me when I first heard Cher’s “Believe.” Her robot voice belted over the radio while I was on my way to my first grade class, and the sheer strength of her vocals shook my organs.
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