let's channel some babes, shall we??

So, tomorrow is Honey B. Combe's big bad-ass debut! I'm so excited, and simultaneously nervous as all hell about shaking a tail feather in front of who knows how many friendly and/or unfamiliar faces. But in the end I think it will be a fantastic debut for Lindsey and me, and we plan on bringing nothing but our best vaudville-meets-chorus line-meets-ridiculous skit/shimmy-shimmy-shake down, seeing as we're part of a fund-raising event for a dear friend of mine, in hopes of reopening her co-op salon.

I figure the appropriate way to get my game face on for tomorrow night is to call upon some fabulously fine ladies of the past, channel some fluffy haired and calypso loving energy, in hopes of not wiggin' out on stage, leaving Miss Dolly Dagger(Lindsey), hanging out in her amazing costume with nothing but the dust my panic struck heels have kicked up and our ridiculous props. (tambourine action, anyone?!)


Alright ladies, I"m prepping my alter ego, miss Sugar Cane Jane, so put it on me..

The great and amazingly curvacious, Chaka Khan!



Lovely ladies of the Cotton Club Chorus Line (date unknown, but i presume the early 1940s..)



The Brown Sugar babe we know as Marsha Hunt!



And how could I not include one of my true idols, who I almost always pay homage to.........the Funktastic Betty Davis!



xoxo,
Sugar Cane Jane