Carry me away!

 

 Photo: This ballin' website

BREAKER HIGH IS NOW AIRING EVERY AFTERNOON OUTTV. My PVR is already OD'ing on nostalgia. And Day-Glo backdrops.

All I can say is - na, na, na, hey, hey! And Student Bodies better be next. 

Mood Music: "Teenage Dream" by Katy Perry

Show me dance hall days, love.

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I think I've finally found the formula for the ultimate summer jam.  CAN'T. STOP. DANCING. AROUND. MY. ROOM. AWKWARDLY.

Mood Music:  "The Reeling" by Passion Pit

The e-mail that rocked my World...

I just got an e-mail from TVShowsonDVD.com (we're close), informing me that they are finally releasing Season 4 of the show that was Friday night for me and my friends during our pre-teen years. That's right, TGIF fans - the only teen dramedy that got better when the main characters went college, Boy Meets World, is finally getting the DVD treatment it deserves!

I have never understood why ABC only released the first three seasons of Cory, Topanga and Shawn's awesome adventures through adolescence. I mean, those weren't even the best seasons. Things got really juicy when Feeny and the gang hit high school in Season 4.  Just think about - that was the season Topanga cut all her hair off, Shawn and Cory turned Mr. Feeny's house into a B & B and Shawn dressed up in drag. And the show just got better after that. Season 5 introduced us to those legendary opening credits, not to mention the best episode in BMW history - "And Then There Was Shawn" - or as it might be called in Friends-speak, "The One With Jennifer Love Fefferman". 

If you watched Boy Meets World then you know about "And Then There Was Shawn". It was an epic episode which veered outside BMW's the typical teenage situational dramedy curriculum and took a field trip to my favourite genre of the 90s: teen slasher flicks. The concept seemed simple enough - Cory, Topanga, Shawn and Angela get sentenced to late-night detention with Feeny. But it got scary-awesome after the lights mysteriously flickered off and the gang's classmate, Kenny got a pencil to the head (cue the timely "He killed Kenny!" jokes). The episode just got creepier (and in the mind of a certain I Know What You Did Last Summer-loving nine-year-old, cooler) from there (see: the shady janitor, the eerie music flowing out of the PA system, the hooded figure running by in the background, the random phone calls coming in from the hall payphone), but the highlight had to be the guest appearance by the scream queen of the 90s (and my tweenage idol), Jennifer Love Hewitt.

When Cory, Topanga, Shawn, Eric, Jack and Angela went into the hallway to investiage the creepy goings-on, they encountered John Adams' newest student, Jennifer Love Fefferman (also known as Feffy - which I always thought was a sly reference to that other teen drama that made 90s TV so freakin' cool - Buffy). Horror-themed hilarity and awkward Eric moments ensued - and the result was spoofy sitcom gold. I remember loving this episode so much that my friends and I would try and recreate it on the playground during lunch. While the other kids were playing soccer, tag and you know, being kids, we would hang out on the grass and pretend to be high school kids hiding from a masked murderer. I was always Feffy.

I could go on about Feeny and the divine Miss Fefferman for days - but I won't. Just watch the episode and feel the 90s love for yourself.

*Photo - Boy Meets World DVD*

Mood Music: Sabrina the Teenage Witch - The Album (Yep,  I TGIF-ing love 90s nostalgia.)

This dress is my (So-Called) life!

This ModCloth dress makes me want to crack open a fresh box of Crimson Glow, bolt over to the parking lot of Let's Bolt, over-think my decisions and moon over Jordan Catalano's so-beautiful-it-hurts-to-look-at-him leaning abilties.

DO YA LOVE IT?!

Mood Music: "Everybody Hurts" by REM

Marky Mark's off the market (and I'm 13 again)..

(Marky and I get cosy between the sheets. Please take note
of the tag line: "Wild Man...Child-Man...100% Hot!" )

I still can't believe this man is officially off the market. My thirteen-year-old self is totally crushed.

But even though my childhood dreams of getting between Marky Mark and his Calvins have now become a definite impossibility, I still can't stop feeling good vibrations or sweet sensations for the man. Excuse me while I whip out my Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch video tape and trivia book (Yeah, me and Marky were that serious in Grade 7) and drool all over myself.

P.S. - Where was this shirt hiding when I was in middle school? This would have saved me so many hours of nervously looking for pics of Mark in sexually suggestive poses (Hey, I was curious. And even he was obsessed with his package. The man dedicated his biography to his dick. Seriously.)

P.P.S - I would just like to point out that my obsession with everyone's favourite white rapper wasn't even in the early 90s. I started requesting "Good Vibrations" at barmitvahs (I was successful once!), in like 2001. I was that cool.

Mood Music: "Magic Dance" by David Bowie

I miss the 90s like crazy (even more than words can say)!

Today I was attempting to go through some of the mess that is my room and I stumbled upon two of the most important albums of my tween years: Sabrina the Teenage Witch: The Album and an autographed copy of The Moffatts' Chapter I: A New Beginning (because so much had begun for those frosted-tips teen Canadian rockers before that landmark album). Needless to say, what happened next was a ridiculous nostalgia-filled dance party in my room.

I'm not sure if you were into either of these albums, but I'm sure you have your fair share of CDs that remind you of the good ol' days when YTV still played awesome shows (Breaker High. Clueless. Student Bodies. Are You Afraid of the Dark? Goosebumps. Ready or Not. The list goes on and on..), Lance Bass was still claiming to be into the ladies (remember his fling with Topanga!!?), everyone's favourite guilty-pleasure brother band still consisted of my homeboys Zac, Taylor and Isaac, ABC still believed that we really should be thankful for our Friday nights at home (The best TGIF line-up ever: Boy Meets World, Sabrina, You Wish & Teen Angel), Millionaire was still popular and Regis-filled, butterfly clips were still anything but kitschy, Pogs still were legit, Melissa Joan Hart was still the coolest girl around (Drive Me Crazy was my TOTALLY my life in Grade 5), Mary-Kate and Ashley still had vacation bfs somewhat close to their age, the hottest vampire boyfriend was still Angel, Archie was still single and free from his mismatched wifey (sorry, Betty always beats Veronica in my heart of hearts!), The Hit List was still the one and only source for all pop culture info (suck it Perez!), and Sarah Michelle Gellar and Freddie Prinze Jr. were still the prom queen and prom king of our little tweenage wannabee hearts!

Okay, maybe your retro-licious records don't remind you of those specific things but you know what I mean. As much as we try to resist our ridic childhood favs, we know in our hearts we still love them just as much as we did then because they remind us of a time when people weren't so pretenious and judgemental (case in point: no one said no to the boy band phenom, we simply chose a side (in case your wondering, I am forever an *Nsync girl)) and you weren't afraid to love semi-terrible things (sadly, I am still in this state of mind).

Pardon the overly sentimental list of awesomeness. I am just suffering from some serious late-90s cravings right now. Especially because of The Moffatts. Just looking at my autographed (!) CD takes me back to the day I saw the Canadian boys rock out at Playdium and I experienced my first genuine moment of Mom-barassment. As we approached Scott, Cliff, Bob and Dave at the meet n' greet booth, Mama Gagne looked at my crushes and said, "I hope you boys are wearing sunscreen because it's a scorcher out there today!". I literally hid behind my Britney Spears bucket hat and prayed that I would never have to attend an event at Playdium again. But that didn't happen because S Club 7 came there shortly after, and you know I couldn't miss out on that.

Before I go and most likely indulge in some more 90s worship via a viewing of vintage Dawson's Creek eps (I'm watching season 1 right now), let me just give you this drool-worthy wet dream of a list of pop tracks on the Sabrina soundtrack. All it's missing is Hanson (who totally made a cameo on the show!).

1. Walk of Life - Spice Girls
2. Abracadabra - Sugar Ray
3. Hey Mr. D.J. (Keep Playin' This Song) - Backstreet Boys
4. One Way or Another - MELISSA JOAN HART!
5. Kate - Ben Folds Five
6. Show Me Love - Robyn
7. Giddy Up - *Nsync
8. Slam Dunk (Da Funk) - Five (a.k.a. life)
9. Magnet & Steel - Matthew Sweet
10. So I Fall Again - Phantom Planet
11. I Know What Boys Like - Pure Sugar
12. Smash - The Murmurs
13. Doctor Jones - Aqua
14. Soda Pop - Britney Spears
15. Amnesia - Chumbawamba
16. Blah, Blah, Blah - The Cranberries

P.S. - The Sabrina soundtrack has "Kate" by Ben Folds Five on it! Even pre-teen me knew Mr. Folds had a serious jonesin' for Mr. Folds! I LOVE IT!

Mood Music: "Doctor Jones" by Aqua

Sundays love..

"Wild horses, we'll ride them someday..."

No matter how many times I hear it, that one line will never stop breaking my heart.

I have been in love with the song "Wild Horses" for as long as I can remember. Even though I practically worship anything The Stones touch, The Sundays' cover will always blow the original out of the water for me.

Perhaps it's because this version appeared in one of the most beautiful Angel/Buffy moments. Or maybe it's because it's featured prominetly in Fear, a Mark Wahlberg-Reese Witherspoon thriller from the 90s that really shouldn't have been a large part of my middle school life, but nevertheless was.

Either way, this cover is and will always be my favourite song of all time.

Mood Music: "The Road" by Jackson Browne