guilty pleasure monday: if you were here (thompson twins)
because jake ryan is a bohunk.
my dear friend from college, suzanne has been visiting this weekend. we had fun on saturday when we took BC to the mall to just shop and cruise around, much like we did in our younger days. BC really loved hitting the mall with us older ladies; she gave great feedback as i was trying things on. for example:
mom, that dress looks like the one i tried on when we visited colonial williamsburg.
mom, this dress is all wrong for you. it makes your butt look bigger.
mom, you need to wear your pants lower, like i do.
yep. in one hop, skip, and jump, we will be landing in that scaryland known as puberty.
(i’ve seen the future. i can’t afford it.)
one of the funniest things suz, BC, and i realized was that the merchants at the mall were all piping in 80’s music. we heard yaz, we heard depeche mode (or that peshy thing, as my mom used to call them). hell, even BC looked up at me, puzzled, when she was spraying her tenth bottle of whatever at bath and body works — mom, they’re playing lips like sugar!?
yes, virginia, i am now the targeted demographic.
now that i’m a targeted demographic, i am feeling just a tad bit maudlin. i am looking back. and little screams 80s more than the collected works of john hughes. in fact, i really still wish i could host a john hughes film festival — at least, of the three or four flicks of his that i can stand to see multiple times.
one of them, of course, is the classic sixteen candles. molly ringwald was hughes’ muse (heh — say hughes’ muse ten times fast!), and this movie is probably the very best of the entire bunch. no movie captures the awkward teen years better than this — or at least, funnier than this one. the writing is top-notch.
and my favorite part, of course, is the end, when jake ryan is helping samantha baker blow out her birthday candles. i’m not entirely sure why hughes chose if you were here for that moment; the lyrics don’t exactly work. but musically, when you hear the swells behind this innocent scene, it just hits you in the gut.
and you can no longer hear this song without getting a little wistful. which is where i am at the moment.
wistful for a time when i was a different sort of demographic.