I love you, GREASE 2
January 19th, 2010
The other night I caught my all-time fave childhood movie on VH1. Nope, it wasn’t ROGER RABBIT, a Disney princess movie, SUPERMAN, GREASE or even PRETTY IN PINK.
It was… GREASE 2.
At five-years-old I wanted to be Stephanie Zione. I even bought big hoop earrings (clip-ons, of course), cut bangs, begged my mom to make me a Pink Ladies reversible black leather jacket, sang and danced to Cool Rider (I was real bad), and chomped on Bubba Hubba bubblegum like a cow chewing grass. While Sandy from the original GREASE was quiet and nice and girly (except at the end), Stephanie had edge. Stephanie had attitude. Stephanie liked motorcycles, being on the back of one, and bad boys who rode them.
Yes, my parents were worried about me.
And to this day every time I watch GREASE 2, I fall in love with it all over again.
Stephanie, I still heart you.

