Beverly Hills 90210

On a completely different note to the past blogs, I'm actually a little excited about this new "90210". I remember "Beverly Hills 90210" being a huge part of my childhood, because luckily, I had a female cousin five years older than me to tell me what was cool and what wasn't. Let's say I'll be watching this new adaptation for nostalgia.
As many issues as Kelly had, I wanted to be her. Having no idea what a drug-adled mother in real life could feel like, I wanted her blonde hair, pretty clothes, and gorgeous boyfriend. To me, the rest of the cast were merely a backdrop to her lavish lifestyle.
Along with Blur, tie dye, and Manchester United, "90210" reminds me so much of my childhood. BH reminds me that the nineties were an awesome decade to grow up in. Life was just about denim shorts and television shows, boys, and going to the cinema. Now "90210" is back on our screens in the absence of a new series of "The OC" or a decent series of "Skins", it's back with a vengeance. It's no longer my "Beverly Hills", it's opened up to a completely new generation who won't have a clue who the characters in the original series were.
It has come along at just the right time to remind me that even though I'm a little bit older and wiser, I don't envy rich people, however. At all. Oddly enough, the last time BH was on our television screens, it was at the height of a, you guessed it, recession.
This time around though, maybe a few things are different. For one, I actually know what a recession is. (It sucks.) Two, I don't have to watch it because I want to be cool, I'm watching it because I know it's useless to aspire to these things. Finally, third, I love bitchy.
Oh, and another reason why I love these shallow, superficial, aesthetically pleasing television shows -it proves that no amount of riches can save you from life.