This year marks the 20th Anniversary of one of the most classic romantic comedies of ALL time. I absolutely love
Pretty Woman for one major reason:
the movie is completely ridiculous. Julia Roberts as a hooker with a heart of gold who falls in love with a kabillionaire in the matter of a week, while having sex with him for money. Yeah. OK. He respects her. He likes her. He showers her with gifts. Finally he loves her. And throws away a multimillion dollar deal based on her expertise. He overcomes his debilitating fear of heights to climb her fire escape and "rescue" her. *Swoon* How can any modern woman NOT love
Pretty Woman. Its taught us SO many life lessons--
- Don't kiss 'em in the mouth--we don't love the trick. Leave the money on the night stand...don't try to kiss me. [That one is kind of real. I'm not a fan of kissing boys. LOL]
- The hooker sneaking something white into your bathroom isn't doing drugs, she just wants to floss her pearly whites. Calm down. Gees!
- Never assume an unshowered woman wearing a man's shirt and thigh-high boots can't afford to shop in your overly expensive boutique. She may have a sugar daddy who will make you realize it was a "big mistake. Huge!"
- Smashing your "john" on a piano in the hotel restaurant is TOTALLY romantic and of course no one is going to see or hear you. Go for it, girl!
As completely ridiculous and implausible as
Pretty Woman is I friggin' LOVE this movie. It works. Probably because of the dynamite chemistry between Julia Roberts and Richard Gere. In celebration of the 20th Anniversary, I'm definitely going to head to my friendly neighborhood Target and buy
Pretty Woman.
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