Cher Finally Reveals the Truth About Her Iconic Hair—You Won’t Believe What She Said!

Cher is a legendary figure who’s been in the spotlight for decades, loved by many generations. Even at 76 years old, she’s still making headlines.

Recently, Cher shared some details about her appearance that might surprise some people.

Even now, Cher remains as popular as she was during the height of her career. She’s currently promoting her M.A.C. Cosmetics collection with rapper Saweetie. In a promotional interview for the cosmetics line, Cher made some interesting revelations.

One of the most recognizable features of Cher has always been her long, silky, jet-black hair. She’s made it clear that this is something she’ll never change. In the interview, she said, “Gray hair is fine for other girls, but I’m just not doing it.”

Over the years, the “Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down)” singer has made many bold changes to her appearance, but one thing she insists on keeping the same is the black color of her hair. She just can’t imagine having any gray hair on her head.

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The actress and singer has experimented with many haircuts and colors and has openly talked about using wigs to change her look. She said, “There’s nothing wrong with my hair, but I love wigs and always have.” She also mentioned, “They’re so low maintenance and make it easier to change my image.”

When it comes to the secret behind her timeless beauty, Cher believes it’s more about her mindset than any beauty product or treatment. She said, “You know what? You never stop being a girl. If you never stop being a girl, you’ll never get old.”

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Cher doesn’t believe in dressing a certain way or avoiding certain makeup products just because of her age. She said, “It’s all about having fun,” and added, “People who worry about how someone puts on their makeup should get a life.”

In 2017, she did share that she loves taking care of her skin. She mentioned some of her favorite skincare products, like Dr. Barbara Sturm’s eye cream and face wash, Jan Marini products, and Proactiv.

Cher often talks about skincare and said, “My skincare routine is very eclectic. I don’t stick to one product; I just use things I love from different brands.” She believes “a little bit less is more” and now focuses more on skincare.

Whatever Cher is doing, it seems to be working because she looks fantastic. We’re sending her our best wishes!

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My Parents Moved My Brother’s Things Into My New House While I Was on Vacation – It Was High Time I Brought Them Back to Earth

When Jeremy and his wife, Nina, get home from a vacation, they are horrified to find Ted, Jeremy’s slob of a brother, in their home. After a confrontation which leads to angry parents and Nina moving out, Jeremy forces Ted’s hand, making him move out…

When I came home from vacation, I was expecting to relax, maybe pop open a bottle of wine with my wife, and enjoy the peace of our home. Instead, we walked into a living room that looked like a complete frat house after a party from Hell.

A couple on vacation | Source: Midjourney

A couple on vacation | Source: Midjourney

There were beer cans everywhere, dirty clothes tossed in random piles, and the smell, my goodness, the smell. And there, sprawled out on my couch like he owned the place, was my older brother, Theodore, or Ted, as everyone called him.

“Ted, what the hell? What is this? Why are you in my house?” I asked, trying to stay calm, though my blood pressure was rising by the second.

Nina, my wife, looked around our living room and rolled her eyes. In that moment, I knew that I had to fix it or I’d have to deal with a very upset wife.

A messy living room | Source: Midjourney

A messy living room | Source: Midjourney

My brother looked up, casually, like I hadn’t just caught him red-handed.

“Oh, hey, Jeremy,” he said. “Mom and Dad figured that it would be easier if I just moved in while you were gone. You’ve got all this space, and it’s not like you’re using it, you know? You and Nina are either working or on vacation.”

I blinked, trying to process the audacity of his words.

A man sitting on a couch | Source: Midjourney

A man sitting on a couch | Source: Midjourney

“You moved in? You moved into my house? Without asking? Ted, are you insane?”

He rolled his eyes, lifting his feet onto the couch and crossing them like he was about to watch a movie.

“Yeah, so what?” he said. “I needed a place to stay, and it’s not like you’d say yes. So, we decided to skip that part. Quit being so uptight, Jeremy. Just help a brother out.”

A man sitting on a couch | Source: Midjourney

A man sitting on a couch | Source: Midjourney

It was like a switch flipped inside me, the years of watching him leech off my parents, his life one big excuse after another, and somehow, he was the victim here.

Now, he’d taken over my house. Really?

Just as I opened my mouth to speak, my phone rang. Mom. Of course.

I answered, trying to keep my voice as calm as possible.

A man holding his phone | Source: Midjourney

A man holding his phone | Source: Midjourney

“Mom, did you and Dad seriously let Theodore move into my house while I was away?”

“Why are you using my full name?” Ted chimed in from the background.

I ignored him.

“Jeremy, don’t be so dramatic,” my mother said, not even a hint of apology in her voice. “Ted needed a place to stay, and you’ve got all that room. You don’t even have kids yet. So what’s the harm in helping out your brother?”

An annoyed woman | Source: Midjourney

An annoyed woman | Source: Midjourney

I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath.

“Mom, he is 42 years old. He isn’t a kid. You’ve let him mooch off you for years, and you want to dump him on me? Are you being serious? Why do you want to treat him like he’s a kid just out of college?”

My mother’s tone shifted, and she immediately went on the defense.

“Oh, mooching, huh?” she said. “I’m disappointed in you, Jeremy. He’s been through a lot. You don’t understand what it’s like to be him. You’ve always had everything together. Ted needs a little more help. And as family, you owe it to him.”

A frowning man | Source: Midjourney

A frowning man | Source: Midjourney

Been through a lot? My brother had two children under the age of five, with two different women. And he didn’t bother to support either of them. How was I supposed to feel sorry for this man?

Before I could respond, my father took the phone, his voice taking over my ear, sounding even more irritated.

“Jeremy, stop being selfish. You’ve got the money, the house, the wife. What’s the big deal? It’s your job to take care of your family. Ted is your brother. He is staying.”

Two young children | Source: Midjourney

Two young children | Source: Midjourney

I almost lost my mind. I almost let my anger take over me. But then I remembered that it just wasn’t my style. Ted might’ve thought that he had won this time, but I had a plan.

“It’s not about the space, Dad,” I said. “It’s about respect. Ted can’t just live here without my permission. Nina and I have worked hard for our home. And what’s even worse? My wife just has to deal with this, too.”

From the couch, Ted snorted.

A man sitting on a couch | Source: Midjourney

A man sitting on a couch | Source: Midjourney

“Oh, come on. Don’t act like you’re all high and mighty. It’s just a house,” he said.

“But you’ve been freeloading off Mom and Dad for years. Why should I trust that you’d do anything differently here? Why can’t you stay with one of your kids and their mom?”

I thought that was the card that would have frustrated him. But he didn’t even flinch.

A frowning man | Source: Midjourney

A frowning man | Source: Midjourney

“Because I’m family, that’s why. Why do you always act like I’m a stranger? It’s my right to stay here. Mom and Dad said that you’d be like this, but I didn’t think you’d be this bad.”

I was done.

“Fine, Ted,” I said. “You want to stay? Sure. Let’s see how that works out.”

I was fine with being horrible to my brother, I mean, someone had to teach him a lesson. But when I went upstairs to tell Nina about everything that had happened on the phone, she was highly frustrated.

A disgruntled man | Source: Midjourney

A disgruntled man | Source: Midjourney

“Jer, you can’t be serious,” she said as I sat down on the bed across her.

“I’m going to fix it. I promise you, Nina. I’ll make this right. But I’m going to teach him a lesson first.”

“Well, I don’t want to be here for it. You have a week. Get him out, or I’ll stay gone,” she said.

“What do you mean by that?” I asked.

An annoyed woman | Source: Midjourney

An annoyed woman | Source: Midjourney

“I’m going to my sister’s house, Jeremy. I can’t stand your brother, and I will not stay here while he’s here,” she said, packing a suitcase as she spoke.

“I’ll make this right, my love,” I promised her.

For the next week, I made Ted’s life a waking nightmare without ever raising my voice. And with Nina gone, I had a bigger incentive to get him out.

A woman packing a suitcase | Source: Midjourney

A woman packing a suitcase | Source: Midjourney

The first thing I did was disconnect the Wi-Fi. Ted, who spent most of his days glued to his phone or binge-watching shows on the TV, was completely lost.

He complained, but I just smiled.

“Oh, the internet? Yeah, it’s been spotty.”

Next, I shut off the hot water. Ted loved his long, lazy showers, but now he was greeted with ice-cold water every morning.

Water running in a shower | Source: Midjourney

Water running in a shower | Source: Midjourney

“Must be something wrong with the plumbing,” I’d say innocently when he whined about it.

Then, there was the food.

I stocked the fridge with nothing but tofu, vegetables, and the healthiest food I could find. Ted hated anything that wasn’t greasy or fried. And now, every time he opened the fridge, he groaned like I was starving him.

“You’re family, right?” I’d say. “I’m sure you can deal with a little inconvenience. But it’s for my health, so you’ll be fine.”

An array of healthy food | Source: Midjourney

An array of healthy food | Source: Midjourney

To top it all off, I started blasting music at 6 a.m. every day while I had my treadmill session in the gym room. I figured if Ted wasn’t going to contribute to the household, the least he could do was get up early.

He hated it all, of course. And by day five, he looked like he was on the verge of losing his mind.

“Jeremy, man, this is BS,” Ted said one morning, his voice filled with frustration. “I can’t stay here. How do you live like this? No Wi-Fi, no hot water, and no food I enjoy. This is torture.”

A man on a treadmill | Source: Midjourney

A man on a treadmill | Source: Midjourney

I raised an eyebrow.

“I thought you’d be grateful to stay, Ted. It’s not like you’re paying rent or contributing anything. What’s the problem?”

He grumbled something under his breath, clearly fuming.

“Forget it, I’m going back to Mom and Dad’s.”

An annoyed man | Source: Midjourney

An annoyed man | Source: Midjourney

As he stormed out, dragging his junk with him, I couldn’t help but smile.

But I wasn’t done yet. I cleaned the house top to bottom, went out to get proper groceries, and cooked Nina a good meal. I had already called her during the day and told her that Ted was gone.

“Come home, honey,” I said.

“I’ll see you later,” she said, and I could hear the smile in her voice.

A smiling woman | Source: Midjourney

A smiling woman | Source: Midjourney

While waiting for Nina to shower, I knew that there was just one more thing to do.

“Mom, Dad,” I said on the phone. “Ted’s out of my house. And he won’t be coming back again. He’s your problem again.”

My mother was furious.

“Jeremy, you can’t just kick him out! Where will he go?”

“That’s up to Ted, Mom. He’s 42. If you guys want to keep coddling him, go ahead. But I’m done.”

A man talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney

A man talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney

After that, I heard that Ted moved back into my parents’ house, but they demanded that he transform the garage into his own space. They forced him to get a job.

Ted was upset, of course, so they blamed it all on me. But I was fine with that. Nina and I had our home back, and we were at peace.

A garage converted into a bedroom | Source: Midjourney

A garage converted into a bedroom | Source: Midjourney

What would you have done?

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My Husband ‘Accidentally’ Locked Me in the Basement to Watch Basketball with His Friends at Our House

Dani cannot stand her husband’s friends. So when Ethan brings up the possibility of having them over to watch a basketball game, she shuts down the idea. On the evening of the game, Dani finds herself going into the basement to get a pack of beer, but before she knows it, she’s locked inside. What happens next?…

I should have just said no from the start. Not just when Ethan brought up the idea of his friends coming over for dinner. I mean way before that, like when I first realized how awful they were. I never outright said that I didn’t hate them, but let me be honest with you: I think I made it pretty clear.

An annoyed woman | Source: Midjourney

An annoyed woman | Source: Midjourney

But my husband, Ethan?

He’s so different from these guys. At 35, he’s a successful manager at a tech company, and for reasons that I will never understand, he’s still friends with the same guys he went to high school with.

They’re loud, rude, and completely unlike Ethan. They’re everything he left behind when he made something of himself.

Except, apparently, his loyalty to them.

A man sitting in his office | Source: Midjourney

A man sitting in his office | Source: Midjourney

“Dani, it’s just one game,” he said that night, sitting in the kitchen with a hopeful grin. “The guys really want to watch the game here. They’re dying to see our new TV setup. It’ll be fun!”

I sighed, trying to stay calm. I could almost see the dreadful evening unfolding. I knew that Ethan’s friends would take over the house, inappropriate comments getting into every conversation.

“Ethan, you know how I feel about them. Every single time they come over, it’s like our house gets turned into a frat house. I’m not cleaning up after them again. It’s not happening.”

A man sitting at a kitchen counter | Source: Midjourney

A man sitting at a kitchen counter | Source: Midjourney

My husband’s face dropped, a look of wounded pride flashing in his eyes.

This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

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