Although it's the obvious nickname, no one has ever really called me Cher. Oh, occasionally someone is lazy or in a carb coma and can't say the second syllable of my name. I've often thought it would be sweet if a boyfriend would call me Chére, as in ma chére, but alas, I've never had a French boyfriend. The only nickname that's ever really stuck with me, other than my childhood pet name, Sissy, is Cherrelle (pronounced Shar-RELLE, with the emphasis on the last syllable).
For those of you who may not be familiar, Cherrelle was a late 80's R&B/dance performer. She had a couple of hits with "Where Do I Run to?" and "Saturday Love". But the favorite of my little group of party people was "I Didn't Mean to Turn You On," which Robert Palmer later covered. This was a favorite pre-disco song. That is, we would dance in our various apartments to this while we got pre-drunk for going out to get more drunk and to dance some more. Ah, the 80's...
And while we're tossing around "80's R&B for $800, Alex," an interesting fact about Cherrelle is that her cousin is Pebbles of "Girlfriend" fame. I would be absolutely thrilled if a barista spelled my name Cherrelle or Cherelle, but alas no one has been that creative yet.
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