Looking back on it now, the whole John Stamos/Uncle Jesse thing from Full House, was pretty perverted and twisted. Here you had a television show targeted towards young girls, with one of the male leads (and essential parental figures to the characters on the show) being an older man all the young fans had crushes on.
I didn’t give a crap about Michelle and Stephanie and DJ and their stupid problems, I wanted Uncle Jesse, his flying V-Guitar and his awesome hair. I remember how pissed me and my friends got when he got with that Rebecca ho.
Uncle Jesse did, and still does, hold a special place in my heart, and falls into the top category of Movie Star/Musician fantasies for me as a young girl, falling short only to David Bowie. What does this have to do with fashion you ask? Nothing. It has exactly zero to do with fashion actually. It’s Monday, and the pap photos from the weekend we’re pretty lame, alright?
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