back to pretty in pink, i cannot get the gospel of john hughes out of my mind.
he could quite possibly be the most insightful man alive.
he created duckie: the andie-adoring, rolled-pant wearing, bicycle-riding, comfortably/offensively-awkward best friend.
this is where i learned what "strong lips" were, where i learned why readheads are not supposed to wear pink, where i learned about madonna's "great style," and that unrequited love is liveable, curable, surviveable, surpassable.
my heart pit-pats when i recall duckie's smooth moves.
have i ever had one of those?
i don't think so.
but i think it's about time!
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