Let’s be real—memoirs are either painfully dull or irresistibly juicy. Cher’s Part One: The Memoir? Absolutely the latter. This isn’t just a celebrity fluff piece; it’s a backstage pass to her chaotic, glitter-strewn life, narrated with such vulnerability you’ll forget she’s the same woman who strutted in Bob Mackie gowns.

The audiobook, voiced by Cher and Broadway’s Stephanie J. Block (who nails Cher’s smoky rasp), blurs the lines between them—like listening to two versions of the same icon. Cher’s honesty hits hard: her childhood marred by poverty and addiction, her mother’s outdated reliance on men, and Sonny Bono’s controlling grip on their career (and marriage). Yet, she doesn’t vilify him—just lays it all out with startling clarity.

What surprised me? Her childlike affection for Sonny despite his exploitation. It’s not trauma-bonding; it’s complex love. And the details! Her obsession with costumes (shocker) and home design makes you feel like you’re flipping through her scrapbook.

Trigger warnings apply (domestic violence, addiction), but Cher’s wit keeps it from feeling heavy. Sarcastic one-liners (“I Got You Babe” takes on new meaning) balance the rawness. My gripe? The ghostwriter could’ve sharpened the prose—but Cher’s voice still crackles through.

Part 1 ends pre-movie stardom, leaving you desperate for November 2025’s sequel. If you think you know Cher? Think again. This memoir proves she’s not just a sequined spectacle—she’s a survivor who turned every setback into a mic drop.