yeah, i loved debbie gibson. i also asked for this perfume for christmas. i mean, i was youth. and i was electrifying. or so i thought.
but what hearing this song really reminded me of was being a tweenster and asking my mom for an oversized v-neck sweater from the limited. (don’t even pretend you don’t know what i’m talking about – i think urban outfitters makes versions of this sweater now…) my mom said it was ugly. she repeatedly told me how ugly it was.
this was around christmas time. and my mom was home worked nights at wiremold which meant she wrapped presents and shopped while i was in school. i came home from school one day and found a bunch of presents wrapped. none were from me. a bunch were for her cousin/good friend, franca.
i was annoyed.
come christmas eve. (we were impatient and did not wait for the following day to open presents.)
my mom hands me one of the boxes for franca.
i unwrapped it. the oversized sweater she told me was ugly was in the box. but it was in her favorite color, red.
my mom was sneaky. and in retrospect, had much better fashion sense than i did. that sweater really was hideous. but i did wear the hell out of it.
