But, somewhere between incessantly calling my boyfriend a curmudgeon on Friday night and throwing my head in my hands over his recap of Roberta's — "They sat me on the tiniest stool?! What is this?! Scallops were great" — my friend Caitlin began to tell us about an ancient Saturday Night Live skit that, frankly, could serve as a precursor for the rest of our lives.
I'm honestly not sure how I've never seen this Farley gem but can recall full skits of In Living Color — we watched this as a family all the time, which pretty much makes me Jennifer Lopez's first fan and as abnormal as you expected — but as scared of the future as I am, this glimpse was well worth it:
Still not sure what's more horrifying, the fact that Ben and I have been quoting this for 48 straight hours and it fits cleanly into our dialogue or that I'm kind of totally into this plus-size Dress Barn number. Hey, if I'm gonna look my future dead on, it's nice to know my penchant for annoying outfits sticks around through old age.