Time of my life

July 27, 2017

In honour of the 30th anniversary of the release of Dirty Dancing, we’re planning a holiday to the Catskills. Not really, but when I realized my all time favourite 80s movie was filmed there, it made our roadtrip all the cooler. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve imagined myself being lifted into the air by Johnny Castle. What a looker; so intimidating. I knew every word of the soundtrack by heart, and Baby’s delicate pink frock was the prettiest thing I’d ever seen. I can’t think of another film that whisks up teenage emotions like Dirty Dancing does. Big girls don’t cry? Show me that finale, and watch me cry like baby.


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