I'm not a huge Whitney Houston fan (GASP!).
I enjoyed the impersonations they did of her on SNL more than her, herself.
I hate when a celebrity, or anyone for that matter, passes because all of a sudden there are 18,000 die hard fans and Facebook is clogged with messages to your "favorite star" who you've never once discussed before.
Does that make me mean?
I am saddened that a person lost a life but I'm not going to pretend like I worshiped someone just so I can put up a Facebook status about it.
However, there is one thing she did that I loved.
And no, not the BodyGuard.
Not Waiting To Exhale.
Cinderella's Fairy Godmother.