First of all, given the title of this trash, you kind of expect serious Mariah on the cover. Mariah with a grey background, looking pensive, if you will. Mariah feeling contemplative over her imperfections as a sad-winged missionary for God.
No, instead it's giggle-squeal Mariah—three of them, in fact—in a skin-tight cotton dress with her ass hanging out. In fact, is that even a dress? Maybe a T-shirt, stretched down just far enough to cover Mimi's secret.
And with that third imperfect Mariah on the cover, her cans look like Scylla and Charybdis, ready to slam into any poor sailor who dares to enter The Butterfly.
See, there's nothing imperfect about this at all. This is Mariah as we like her—out of her mind and high on her own eccentricities. All that's missing is a champagne flute poking up from her cleavage.
Or maybe the spout from a box of Franzia jutting out the bottom of her dress. Chin chin!
UPDATE: Loving the similarities commenters are pointing out between the Memoirs cover and other album art—such as '80s pop ho Sabrina's "All Of Me" single and RuPaul's Christmas album Ho Ho Ho—out there.