‘I can sense Sinatra enter my body and exit my lungs’: aboard the celebrity impersonators’ cruise

I joined Marilyn Monroe, Walter White, Ozzy Osbourne and other tribute artists on a cruise where imitation is its own art form INT. DECK 7, LE CABARET ROUGE, 11.37pm Frank Sinatra, palming a can of Sprite in one hand and the fist of his beautiful red-headed wife in the other, sat in a dark corner across from Jeff Bezos, who looked like he was waiting for him to say something. But Sinatra said nothing. He’d been mostly quiet all evening, and now in this cabaret he seemed even more distant, sta...

By Mina Tavakoli