My pal Chief blogged this at 9:10 this morning (8:10 Chicago time) because Chief works hard:
That's great. I understand it. But the real sexual awakening came in 2002. Back when sophomore year Reagsy learned the difference between adorable and, well, dirty. You see I went to a Catholic school. The Britney music video made me just .. upset. Upset because no chick at York Catholic looked like that. No girl in their plaid skirts and white/blue YC blouse could pull off Britney. It was unfair.
Then Christina took it to a different level.
That's when I realized I would simply never be around a woman like Christina. There was always hope that a transfer would come in and be Britney - it was the 90s/early 2000s, spare me. We all dreamt it. There was never going to be a Christina coming into school. First of all, it was for sure a uniform violation. Plenty of detentions. Mr. Andrews would have NEVER let her get away with her ass hanging out like that. Second, it was impossible to think of anyone dancing like that in 2002.
To this day it's one of the most iconic and influential music videos. Sure, so was Britney but this was a different awakening. That and I felt inclined to respond on the blog because that's how it's supposed to be done. It's how it was done in the old days. Chicago boys touched on it here:
There will never be a better time than the 90s-early 2000s. We had it all. We had influential moments from the Wild Things scene to a schoolgirl outfit changing our lives to this. We had TRL, rushing off the bus to catch who was number 1 and maybe bringing a towel with you. We had dial-up Internet, Oregon Trail and everything else. Might just do nostalgia blogs all damn day. I miss that time.