90210: A re-visitation

Last week when I should have been writing blog posts (seriously, every slot in my day planner reads: write blog posts), I was instead watching the first season of the original 90210. When I was in middle school this show was strictly forbidden under the disguise that it was after my bed time. Re-visiting this show made me feel like I am doing something naughty. Now, living on the west coast, I don’t understand why my parents didn’t force me to watch the show. Sure, Kelly’s mom snorts coke in episode 2, but the overwhelming theme of each episode is that people from the Midwest are good (I’m from Wisconsin) and people from California are a-moral, selfish pricks who secretly have good hearts that can only be unearthed through important lessons learned from Brandon and Brenda. I kept waiting for a slutty Brenda or a lecherous Brandon with no satisfaction. Brenda’s idea of slutty are form fitting, off the shoulder numbers that I covet (well… after I get past the fact that Dylan is only wearing one of his overall straps). Is it too early to lust over outfits from the early 90’s?

(I stole this pic from another blogger www.serialdrama.typepad .com. Her comment was: “This outfit was truly a cry for help. If only someone had noticed and performed an intervention, perhaps he never would have turned to the bottle.”)