Do younger people who hear songs that were hits in the '80s feel the same way as younger people in the '80s felt when they heard songs that were hits in the '50s? I'd say "Yes."
This morning I did searches for porn star Julia Ann, and for Katie Hopkins. I feel more disgusted about the latter.
Danny Elfman's music for Fifty Shades Of Grey is best enjoyed away from the movie.
And finally, I've decided that the poolside Cindy Crawford is the real thing. Sorry.
This blog is not affiliated in any way with Cindy Crawford. Even if she is its de facto inspiration. It's also not affiliated in any way with Hayden Panettiere, who's earned joint top billing on this blog because she makes me happy. And that ain't easy.
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