This is what I looked like when I was 7 and my BFF Amy and I started the ONJ club.
And by ONJ club, I mean the Olivia Newton-John fan club. Obviously.
The requirements for joining the ONJ club were super intense. You had to memorize three Olivia Newton-John songs, you had to love the movie Grease (duh), and you had to make your own headband out of old sweatshirts. And when your mom yelled at you for using her good sewing scissors without permission (and for cutting up your best sweatshirt), you had to suck it up and tell her – ONJ FOREVER!!!
OK, there also may have been some sort of “kiss a picture of John Travolta every night before you go to bed and practice kissing on your arm in case you ever meet John Travolta and he wants to make out with you” requirement. But let’s not discuss that one now…
Instead, I’ll tell you this. Today is my birthday. This is what I look like now that I am…uh…twenty…nine. Right. 29.
And this is what I bought myself to celebrate.
Cuz you know…ONJ CLUB 4-EVA!!!
P.S. I just finished watching this movie and it TOTALLY holds up.
P.P.S. That was a lie. It doesn’t hold up at all.
P.P.P.S. Though to be fair, I’m not sure it held up when it came out in 1983 either.
