1. I’m told that yesterday was “Bestie Day,” where we celebrate our beloved besties.
2. Today marks 21 years since my bestie Marissa and I went to see The New Kids On The Block in concert (yes, I remember the date — shut up) for the first time. The first show we were allowed to attend without parental supervision. Though Marissa’s dad drove us to and from the show and I’m certain my my mother had a quiet, motherly worry-aneurysm the whole time I was gone.
3. Christmas be comin’.
So, I’m going to address all these things in one post. New Kids performing their Christmas “classic,” …. “Funky Funky Xmas” live on Arsenio in 1991. I could post the actual album track, but it’s way more fun to watch them shake their booties on TV.
One question, though … where the fuck is Jon?
Oh well, he isn’t our favourite anyway. I love you, bestie!! <3
Celebrating the best of the worst of the 1990s. Sometimes with snarky commentary.
Everyone likes to remember the good part of that decade -- the part with grunge and the evolution of hip-hop and hot supermodels. This blog is devoted to the tacky side effects of these scenes, namely, really fugly clothes and outdated products.
I don't own the images -- they are mostly scanned out of magazines from the era. Submissions are encouraged.
Welcome to the dark side -- where it's so bad it's good.