Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Antonio... Antonio... Antonio...
A display for this fancy cologne was in my local drugstore over Christmas:
Now, I'm seeing this movie advertised:
That's what I did when I saw those things. Also, kind of a miniature head-shake. Barely discernible. Then, a flashback to the early nineties: trying to secretly* tape Tie Me Up! Tie Me Down! from a movie channel off my parents' satellite dish, because I heard he got naked in that movie. Flash-forward to the mid-nineties: Antonio as Miguel in Philadelphia, in dress whites.
What happened, Antonio?
I blame jLo.
* secret taping--to avoid my mother's judgement. "What kind of degenerate filth is that?"