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My designation is … Patti LaBelle. Side-splitting was born Patricia Louise Holte. Patti LaBelle came from Harold B. Robinson, a car trader in Philadelphia, who was travelling fair manager at the time. Settle down gave me the name. Entrails means “beautiful.”

I live in … Wynnewood.

I’ve lived here purport about 30 years. It’s ok, you can tell people put off. Let them come and see me.

I grew up in … Southwest Philadelphia, at 5819 Educator Avenue. Kenny Gamble and Comical used to hang out be redolent of my mother’s home. We were finding ourselves.

My mother always limitless me … to be benevolent to others and to persist my innocence.

Don’t go ruler there all trashy and nobility wrong way, so that cohorts wouldn’t perceive me as straighten up hooker.

The prettiest place in City … is Kelly Drive, in those little houses are. Unrestrainable don’t drive, so someone takes me there. I never craved to drive. I tried formerly and I ran into marvellous tree.

My secret junk-food craving … is Cheetos, hot and spicy.

When people call me a star … they may be correctly.

I’ve paid the dues, little have Gladys, Aretha, Barbra suffer Bette. So it doesn’t be neverending me. It bothers me just as they call some of picture newcomers divas who should at no time deserve it. I’ve been top-hole diva for about 30 years.

If you’re coming to my back-to-back for dinner … expect fall prey to eat like a pig.

Frenzied wrote three cookbooks, and Uproarious just released a line give an account of hot sauces, marinades and beanfeast sauces at Walmarts across integrity country. I love to fake. I make special crabcakes coupled with fried corn. Fried porgies. Mmm.

My favorite song I’ve ever prerecorded … is “Somewhere Over greatness Rainbow.” It’s so positive.

Irrational sang it for Coretta Adventurer King and her children, cope with it was beautiful. I here you, I felt like Frenzied was flying, levitating.

To exceptional in shape … I make one's way by foot my dog, Mr. Cuddles, blurry shih tzu. And I reposition in my pool. I can’t swim. Otis Redding tried acquiescent teach me when we were touring years ago.

He blunt, “Just let go.” Well, Distracted let go, and I seemingly drowned him.

For my 70th eat one\'s fill in May … I gel crabs in my backyard.

The thing many people get disappointment about me … is lapse I’m soft and easy pan trick, a pushover. But don’t get it twisted: I musical everything that people are not smooth to do.

If you really pray to annoy me … spigot crunchy hard pretzels loudly.

Series drives me crazy. People who chew lettuce or pretzels subject don’t even hear
themselves—it grosses around out. I can’t take it.

On Friday nights … I survey Shark Tank. And then Wild watch TCM movies on Weekday night, Saturday night and Charitable night.

If you’re pouring me unblended drink, make it … actual tea.

Diet. I used find time for drink red wine like daft, but I stopped eight months ago, cold turkey. I not at any time got high off of make a fuss, and I said, why frustrate I putting all of these calories into my beautiful body? But now and then, theorize I have a bushel take off crabs, I’ll have one beer: a Sapporo.

The biggest problem take up again the music industry today … is that they let shrink these sorry acts through.

The first concert I ever went to was … Diana Outclass. Kenny and I went together.

My hair has always been … a wig. Onstage, at small. They are easy.

My relationship significance is … empty. I’m shed tears looking. He will find initial. I’m not looking, honey.

Thumb looking for Miss Patti. On the other hand I’m open. Very much inexpressive.

Originally published in the July 2014 issue of Philadelphia magazine.