Every day after school I had a date to keep. No, unfortunately it wasn’t with one of the cute girls from class, or even the kind-of cute girl who lived two doors down, it was with rich girl turned ranch hand, Bradley Taylor. Now, I know a lot of guys were more of the Melody type (pretty, practical, a sense of humor – all great traits in a woman) but I wanted the rich exotic girl!
Give me the luscious brown locks! She could teach my 9-year-old self a thing or two about sophistication and the finer things in life: horse back riding and 90’s designer clothing. And O, how I felt for poor Brad when she returned from a recent shopping binge only to learn her father lost his job. It’ll be okay, Brad. Even though you already cut the tags, you can return those clothes somehow!
Remember Hey Dude: I Heart Brad ?