It wasn't funny. It was sad. That girl with the long shiny locks and overalls was just darling painting away in her basement until they gave her a Friends do and made her prance around in cheap department store clothes for the fashion-impaired. In Pretty In Pink , she sure knew how to fend off James Spader . When I saw The Breakfast Club for the first time in 1985, I fell in love with Judd Nelson .
Screws fall out all the time.
It's an imperfect world. But Judd grew up to pack on the pounds and join a festering sitcom. Who in 1983 was a great way to wind down before I ran out in my Adidas track suit to climb trees. I'm 27 now. Watching TV means I'm not doing anything with the little bit of time that is now mine.