CHEVONNE!!!


Obviously, umm….there is a big rainbow-colored elephant in the room. With a new URL.

So…I changed my name to CHEVONNE! (Relax, Government, not legally. Just for playplay.)
And, of course, with a new name comes a new look. You’ve already seen quite a bit of it, but I’ve included some more. So you can get acquainted with your new girlfriend :)
(For the record, after this post I won’t be making a habit of PhotoBooth selfies. Promise!)
I’d like to re-introduce myself to all of you, my friends (and my very small readership, haha), with an explanation that comes straight from the horse’s mouth.
First of all, Chevonne is not a name that someone picked for me. I picked it for myself…well, tecnically, my mom did before I was born. I was supposed to be named Chevonne, but at the last minute my folks bailed because they thought it was just too much name for a little baby girl to handle. I dunno…look at me. I could’ve handled it fine.

When I was first told the story of The Name That Got Away, I was super PO’d! Imagine me, 4 years old, in a pink polyester “dress-up” outfit, a plastic wedding ring, heels, and a stringy blonde wig. (Actually, you don’t have to imagine.)

Of COURSE I wanted to be Chevonne! Chevonne is SPARKLES. Chevonne is FIREWORKS and LASER BEAMS. Chevonne is FUNKY GIRLY WILD PIZZAZZ!

And as it became more apparent during my adolescence (see high-school basement geek concert) and college years (see yours truly in spread-eagle and as warty witch) that it was my destiny to be an entertainer, I lamented even more the fact that my name was decidedly un-spicy, and it was at one point thisclose to being WAY spicier.


But opportunity has been knocking recently. As you all know, I’m trying to get my music career moving forward, and EVERYONE–interviewers, announcers at venues, people on my own team–was spelling and pronouncing my name wrong.
I am certainly not forgettable…but, clearly, evidence is finally surfacing that my given name sort of is.

So I sprung for it and took back my “REAL” name, the name that really describes what’s going on in this bod and soul of mine.

And it feels DAMN GOOD, people!!!

yeah Penn Station tights! Backstage 4/24, Canal Room

Me and members of Team Chevonne after my Canal Room show, with my hairspray and my Diet Glitz (I’ll tell you about that soon…)

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Chevonne is SPARKLES. Chevonne is FIREWORKS and LASER BEAMS. Chevonne is FUNKY GIRLY WILD PIZZAZZ! Haha…I love it!! I googled myself (come on who hasn't) and found this. Thank you!!! And check out my blog if you have time :)
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