Dear (Insert Name Here)
Dear Jennie Garth
So....you're going to be on Dancing With The Stars this year....I have to say I am equal parts pissed and overjoyed...you see, now I am obligated to watch the show, something I really do not need to be doing, right?
But you see, a part of my soul died the day that Beverly Hills 90210 went off the air, no really...dead.
I lived for 90210, and you my dear sweet Jennie...were my favorite.
Kelly Tayolor...even just typing that gets me all geeked up. I loved her, and you. Every week I would watch and just think "I am so, the "Kelly"...though the similarities are not all together striking.
I am no blond, not rich, no nose job, no bmw...BUT....I did have a bitchtastic bff (like Brenda), I say had because we had a parting of ways after she turned into a racist neo con....but that's not the point, I also had a long relationship with someone who was a total snore fest (that would be that no good hippie I married) much like Kelly's relationship with Brandon, um...and then there is my Bubs, he is an awful lot like Dylan....
So you see, Jennie, I felt a connection with your character, and with you...cuz hello....we have the same name too...
So now my point...please don't suck on Dancing With The Stars, because watching you is like watching me....or, it's like watching 90210, I am really not sure which, but please, please....I hope you are practicing now.
I do have faith in you, I remember you had a work out video, so I know you have some "moves", though since then you have had a lot of babies...too many babies actually (but that is another letter for another time)
So I will leave you now, in hopes that you will get your butt into a dance studio and start this thing...we need you to be the ringer this year...I don't want that coveted trophy going to another athlete.
yours in the spirit of 90210