I Want to Party Like it’s 1998….

Remember when John Mayer said he thought Jennifer Aniston was: “hoping it would go back to 1998?”  

No?  That’s not among the famous quotes you remember?

Clearly, you haven’t had a subscription to US Weekly for the last 20 years.  So, you’ll just have to take my word for it.

Anyway, I’m with Jen.  It’s not that I don’t love my life now, or that I wish I could somehow go back and relive that time in my life.  I just occasionally find myself feeling nostalgic for the simplicity of it.

In 1998, I was just beginning college.  I was hundreds of miles away from the dysfunction of my home life and I was looking forward to the future.

It was pre-9/11 America and though it hadn’t necessarily been a decade without global conflict, there seemed to exist a spirit of great optimism among my generation.

The Dot-Com bubble hadn’t yet burst.

Zach Morris was still the only person I knew with a cell phone.

Only rich kids had laptops and televisions still came in the shape of a perfect square and weighed about a thousand pounds.

The world still felt enormous and mysterious to me and urban legends were fact….we all knew someone who knew someone who died from a bad combo of Pop Rocks and a can of Coke.

So in this fast paced, technology obsessed, fractured, complicated, politically charged,  world we live in today, I want to take a moment and wax poetic about the end of what I think was a truly great decade.

Here’s what I remember:

1. Getting all dolled up (black pants, tank top, chunky heeled shoes) for a night out at an 18 and older club where the bouncer would put a giant X in permanent black marker on the top of my hand (under 21!) and where I would spend the night bumping and grinding with my friends in that way only white girls who pre-gamed with shots of cheap vodka and Sprite chasers can get down.

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2.  The real life Ken and Barbie

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3.  Creating party play lists on Napster for dorm room gatherings where the music streamed through the speakers on a desktop computer.

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4.  Dylan McKay returned to Beverly Hills 90210 and I watched it with my girlfriends while we drank Boones Farm….directly from the bottle.

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5.  Deep, philosophical discussions regarding the meaning of: “Hit me baby one more time.”

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6.  When I had a crush on Lance Bass….who was obviously not gay.

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7.  Iridescent pastel’s….which I fully envisioned myself wearing someday for my first professional job interview.

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8.  Steal My Sunshine – Len.  I had no idea what the song meant….or what the actual lyrics were, but I made up some that sounded good enough.

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9.  The Discman and it’s adapter that turned the cassette player in my Pontiac Sunfire into a CD player.  As long as I didn’t drive over bumps or turn, I could rock out to all the all CD’s I burned with music I stole through Napster.

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10.  Rollerblading

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11.  Hair accessories….as many as possible.

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12.  Writing a letter on colorful stationary with one of an assortment of colored pens and then anxiously awaiting the response.

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13.  The Delia’s Catalog.

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14.  The sickly sweet smell of Cucumber Melon

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15.  Platform foam flip-flops

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16.  Desperately wishing for a pink iMac

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17.  I made a webpage on my college server dedicated to my small circle of friends and our Sorority….Alpha Sigma Sigma….or ASS.  I desperately wish it was still around.

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18.  Gathering with my friends in our dorm common room to watch Friends on Thursday nights.

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19.  When my email address was Daisy18@aol….because I was obsessed with Drew Barrymore.

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20.  Overalls – They were beginning to fade out, but there was no better invention for hiding PMS bloat and feminine hygiene products like a pair of baggy overalls.

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What do you remember, love, miss or hate about life in the 90’s?

Share with me!

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