Wait a minute... could it be? No... but really... you know, the more I think about it... the resemblance is uncanny!

SIS! Is that you? Your hair's a little different now but those eyebrows? It's gotta be! Howyadoin', girlfriend? Hey, remember my little Andy? Well, she's all grown up now, and she's a big old loser working for a TV show as a Botoxed, eyebrow-plucking, fashion-star wannabe a fashion consultant, of all things. Oh yeah, that's the same Andy who spent all her time in the Chubettes department of Gimbels, eyeing the big-girl thongs and biding her time 'til I let her join Weight Watchers.

And me, well, you know I sort of, uh, went into hiding, shall we say, not too long after the demise of my ill-fated marriage to that big old klutz you probably remember. Guy was a real monster -- ha! I made a funny! Anyway, let's just say I'm starting over, too. Been dating a doctor, can you believe it?! His name is Vantie... sigh...