I think I get the prize on this! I am 56; in my younger days I was an overweight hippie. So people CONSTANTLY told me I looked like Mama Cass! She was the fat girl in the Mamas and Papas, a great singing group from the 1960s. That girl could sing! I sing a bit, but I can't hold a candle to her. Anyway, I used to hate that people said I looked like her because she was SOOOOO overweight! But then, so was I.
Many years have passed since then, and many pounds were shed (went from all-time high of 305 to my current 115).
So, a few years ago, at a restaurant, a man came up from behind me and started to talk to me. When I turned around, he apologized and said he thought I was his wife. I said no problem, and he said (I'll never forget it) "Oh, it's a compliment! My wife is very beautiful." So, to go from Mama Cass to that comparison to a man's beautiful and beloved wife really made my day.
Fun thread!