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Lemonada So the big debate when I was eight or nine years old was, do you love Bobby Sherman or do you love David Cassidy?

These guys were the absolute teen idols of the time and everybody loved one or the other.

Naturally for me, it was Bobby Sherman. I didn't like Bobby Sherman. I loved Bobby Sherman. He was

incredibly indescribably handsome. He was on a TV show called Here Come the Brides.

And he had this full mop of gorgeous hair that was sort of all combed in one direction across

his forehead. I mean, really, it was just like the Beatles, which was, of course, irresistible.

And he wore these kind of big blousey, very groovy shirts. And he was,

be still my beating heart. Perfect. And Bobby had a big hit song called, Julie, do you love me?

Julie, Julie, Julie, do you love me? Julie, Julie, Julie, do you love me? Julie, Julie, Julie, Julie, do you care? Julie, Julie,

are you thinking of me? Julie, Julie, will you still be there? I mean, I didn't like being called

Julie because my name is Julia. But Bobby didn't know that

when he wrote that song, For Me. He and I were meant to be together if there had just been

some way for us to meet. So, at the age of eight, I decided I would write a letter to Bobby Sherman, not a fan

letter, but a personal love letter. I can't remember now all the details of my letter, but I

certainly can remember how it opened because it was so fucking clever. It went like this.

Dear Bobby, I think you're really cute. How's that for a start?

Question mark with a heart at the bottom of the question mark instead of a period, because that's what

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