i find myself laughing out loud a lot when i listen to early 90s hip hop. this mostly stems from an ex boyfriend who thought he was extremely badass – a real hoodrat. today my source of entertainment is the notorious b.i.g. station on pandora.

now, while i do enjoy early 90s hip hop as much as any other blonde, white collar, rural raised jersey girl, i feel as though i am able to poke fun at this fab phenomenon since it awards me such pleasure: and looking back at what i accepted as normal behavior just slaps a huge smile on my face.

trust me when i say though: the car ride sing-a-longs were epic and memorable. no one, no matter how hard they try, is really as cool as they pretend to be.