Sitting at a fish restaurant that I could never afford, my eye caught a little girl standing by our table and giggling. I then saw her run up to a man who was sitting right next to us and said “Did you have a good dinner?” The little girl was silent until the mother said, “She just loves you in the Lion King.” Then my two friends freaked out. It wasn’t just a normal “Oh wow that’s so cool!” kind of freak out. It was a “HOLY BIRTHDAY CAKE BATMAN. NATHAN LANE IS SITTING AT THE TABLE NEXT TO US. I FORGOT HOW TO BREATH!” Freak out. Me, being me, didn’t believe them until he spoke a little louder. All my life I grew up to Nathan’s voice as Timon from the Lion King. Whenever I saw a picture of the character, I heard him. To be actually sitting next to him not only a foot away from me was amazing. My little 90s kid came out with a huge smile and the case of nerves. My two friends were crying at this point and I had to keep my cool. After we finished dinner and Nathan and his friends were eating dessert, we asked for a quick photo. (Honestly thank my friend for crying when she saw him. Because if she didn’t, I don’t think we would have gotten one.) And I meet the voice of my childhood.
30 Apr 2012 Leave a comment
24 Apr 2012 Leave a comment
May I just say that when I was growing up, I didn’t really know a lot about the Top 40s. I listened to Jimi Hendirx, Louie Armstrong, Harry Belafonte, and of course Motown hits. I grew up in a house where my parents listened to good old hits from their time that they knew was safe and fun for their only child. Music where I was able to dance with my father in the living room without curse words coming out. Music that touched the soul.
I learned a lot about the Top 40s from friends who would bring their CD players to school and let me listen in on the music. 3LW, TLC, N’SYNC, Aaron Carter, Lil’ Bow Wow, Monica, these were some of the artiest that I learned about at my school. But nothing grabbed my attention more than The Spice Girls.
I loved the Spice Girls. Not only were they British, but they all had great vocals and style. During recess, my friends and I would always play Spice Girls by pretending to be one of the members. At my majority black catholic school, all of my friends insisted on being Scary Spice since she was the only Black member. Me? Well I always choose the wonderful Pose Spice now known as Victoria Beckham. I always had this sort of connect with her whenever I saw her in a music video. She had style and attitude which proved to me she was able to make her own decisions; That she was a strong creative person.
Listening to the Spice Girls’ songs, they always had meaning to them. Friendship, living life, and having fun. They were never negative and they were never about snapping your fingers in a Z formation because another girl took your man. No. Their hits were pure, fun, and great to dance to. they were about empowering women and having fun in life which every girl that was my age needed to know and listen to.
24 Apr 2012 Leave a comment
No matter how you look at it, everyone will always say that their generation was better.
When I was at C2E2 about a week ago, I was waiting in line for John Cusack’s panel. There I met this lovely 31 year old who told me that the 90s sucked and that the 80s were so much better. Surprising her, I agreed with her comment and said, “Although I was born in the 90s and grew up in the 90s/the early 2000s, I will always love that era. However I will always be a fan and respect the 80s because that was a wild decade.” Which is true. Anyone who loves the 80s like I do will agree that the 80s was a crazy decade. We had Hair bands, Metallica, John William’s films, crazy hairdos and don’ts, The rise of the Valley Girls, MTV, and so many more things that I can’t think of right now. It was a different time and much different place. It was a decade and generation that made the people of the 70s say that their decade was better. That the 70s had everything, not the 80s. And every decade/generation will say that about the time they grew up in. Yet everyone should practice patients when talking to someone who doesn’t know a lot about the time you grew up in.
That is where my short little story begins. Doing interviews of people for this blog, I came across a 15 year old girl who was born in ’96. I figured, hey I could ask her a couple of questions for my project. She should know some of these references. Boy was I wrong or what. I asked her what was the scariest toy she could remember coming out in the 90s/early 2000s and she said the Furby was. That was a common answer to most of the people I interviewed. However when I asked this next question, I felt like punching a hole in the wall. I asked the girl who did she like better: Britney Spears or Christiana Aguilera? She responded, “Who are they? I don’t know how to answer that question. They sound familiar though…”
What I wanted to say to this girl was, “Where have you been to not know who either of these women are? Even though my mom doesn’t know much about them, she still knows the names and she would say that she prefers Christina since she is a judge on the voice. But you should be able to answer this question with no hesitation.”
Instead I said, “Do you watch Glee?”
“Yes.” She responded.
“Do you remember the Britney/Brittany episode?”
“You know all the songs they sang in that episode was from Britney Spears right?”
“Oh really? That is so cool! I didn’t know that!”
“Do you watch The Voice?” I asked her.
“No, if a Glee member isn’t on it then she hasn’t seen it.” Her friend said. “It’s either Glee, Gossip Girl, 90210, or Vampire Diaries.”
At this moment I took a deep breath and smiled. I nodded my head and proceeded to ask the friend her opinions on my questions which she was overly happy to answer. She was a big fan of the 80s and 90s and respected everything about it unlike her friends.
Patience is key when you are talking to people who are uninformed about a whole decade. Yes you could yell or scream at the person. And you have every right to judge them. But you have to be the bigger person and tell them that it is not always good to be ignorant of other generations.
So what are my key points again?
- Deep breathing
- Keep all homicidal thoughts to yourself
- Remain Calm
17 Apr 2012 Leave a comment
Oh Clueless. This has to be the best modern day tellings of Jane Austin’s Emma. I love this movie long before I knew what it was based off of. Clueless was one of the teen 90s movies of our time. It was in every way perfect.
Clueless is about that girl from Beverly Hill named Cher whose dad is a big time lawyer. She lives a life of shopping, parties, and popularity. Her life is basically perfect. Having almost everything you ever wanted can be boring at times though. And when the new girl Tai from New York comes along, Cher sees a new project on her hands. Along with her best friend Dionne, Cher wants to make Tai into the perfect popular girl and set her up with one of the most popular guys at their school, Elton. Now you might be wondering why Cher doesn’t go after Elton herself. Well that’s because high school boys are diguesting with their baggy jeans and unwashed hair. I mean hello? That’s not what Cher wants. It takes her long enough to pick out her shoes because she is so overly picky. Cher likes the sophisticated type and nothing less.
Cher soon find herself in the presents of her ex-stepbrother Josh who is hiding out at Cher’s house and helping her dad out with work. Cher finds Josh annoying with his college boy ways and but he is one of the few people who tolerates her and her crazy ways. Soon the movie ends up with Cher realizing that the person that she always loved was Josh and that he was the only guy worthy of her because he liked her for herself. If you read Emma, you would notice all the similarities this movie and the book has. It is on my list for best modern version of a Jane Austin book.
Clueless is not know only for the story line, but for the clothes as well. When you have a movie that is based around rich kids in Beverly Hills, of course there is going to be a focus on clothes.
If you haven’t seen Clueless, I recommend you watching it. It’s a good laugh and a great blast from the past.
17 Apr 2012 Leave a comment
We all wore them either when we were a kid, a teen, or adult, they were the styles of the 90s.
Bright and Baggy (Yeah baggy was a style name. What in the world?)
Belly tops to show off that awesome belly ring or maybe a nice floral dress. See through was also very popular.
DENIM (Yes that’s the Cast of Beverly Hills 90210)
I don’t even want to ask.
Fashion in every decade is different. And although some might argue that the 90s was the time of simplicity, I would have to say it was the time of making everything loud yet simple.
17 Apr 2012 Leave a comment
I don’t even think there is one anymore to be honest. 1 Saturday Morning was on ABC every Saturday morning starting around 6 or 7 o’clock in the morning. I remember waking up at around 9 on Saturdays, getting myself a cup of yogurt and fruit, and running back t my room to watch Saturday Morning cartoons just like my dad trained me to do.
The House of Mouse
The New Adventures of Winnie the Pooh
The Bugs Bunny and Tweety Show
And let’s not forget everyones favorite School House Rock!
For years this was what was on on Saturday mornings followed by the Power Rangers. I would always relax on my bed until my parents got up and enjoy a morning with no school. It was refreshing and fun. And once Monday came along, I was able to talk to my friends about the awesome cartoons that was on that day. Now there were other channels that had Saturday morning cartoons. Nickelodeon, Cartoon Network, WGN or now know as The CW, CBS, and NBC. When I turned 11 o 12, Saturday Morning Cartoons went from Cartoons to watching live action shows or even the news. The demand to watch cartoons in the morning was soon pushed to cable channels where you could watch cartoons all day. But it wasn’t the same. Saturday Morning Cartoons was a special moment in a child’s life. And to watch the new episodes of shows that come on in the morning on different channels was a real treat. But sadly they hardly do that any more. It’s 2012 and last week, Nick started airing their newest cartoon The Legend of Korra Saturday mornings at 11/10 EST. This gave me hope and a since of nostalgia. Having to get up excited over watching cartoons in the morning is how being a kid is suppose to be.
17 Apr 2012 Leave a comment
They were the blinking, talking dolls that you can hold conversations with and play games with. Perfect for a only child like me. I got mine when I was about 10. I changed her outfit everyday and different times of the day, since she knew what time it was. We always sang and joked together. And I have to say that she was my best friend for a while. I braided her hair, we walked her pet around the house, it was a great friendship.
Sadly I started to out grow her when I turned 11. She was starting to get boring and annoying. I could only change her outfit so much. And our bond was soon broken. I turned her off for the last time that one winter’s night and went to bed. A few hours later I heard someone talking in my room. I didn’t know who was in there and it definitely wasn’t my mom or dad’s voice. I got out of my nice safe warm bed and started to search for the source of the talking. And there she was, my Diva Doll staring at me. I turned her over and saw that she was off but she kept blinking, moving her head, and talking to me.
“There is a reason I don’t like talking toys like you.” I mumbled.
“Oh yeah? Then why don’t you prove it.” my eyes widen and my mouth hung open as I heard my toy talk to me. Not the same lines she was programed to say, but it answered my question directly.
“Yeah that’s right Monica,” it continued. “I’m speaking to you. I know what your thinking and I’m nothing like those demon Furbies. I will actually give you a chance to prove that you can beat me.” I screamed and dropped the toy on the ground and ran into my parents room. I refused to leave until the batteries in the toy was out and my Diva Doll was put away somewhere.
It wasn’t until I was 18 years old that I found her again. She was in the crawl space of our house located in the basement where a lot of my talking toys ended up. Her eyes were closed and her hair was a mess. Knowing that the toy scared me, I knew that I couldn’t leave her looking like a hot mess with her hair all messed up. So I took five minutes to brush her hair out and put it into a braid. I smiled down at her and place her back in her box where I found her. Crawling out and trying to avoid the Daddy Long Legs and spider webs, I heard a faint “Thanks girlfriend!” Come from behind me. I never crawled out of that crawl space quicker.