So, Kara, while you were in hibernation I started this weekly Crush of the Week feature to pay tribute to unsung heroes of ’90s awesomeness.
Today, I would like to thank all those fine people who hung out at the NYC Rocky Horror in the early nineties for not taking advantage of me or my friends even though we were fifteen, drunk on wine coolers and hanging around super late all the time. It was very 90s-womanish of you to be so non-date-rapey. That is all.