This is a little crazy, and I love it.
I hope that when I am her age, I can go around dressing like Steven Tyler, sans cranial feathers and scarves (or even with them, if that’s how loony I decide to become) and pull it off with this much confidence and panache. I wonder if the girl who was in Grease 2 would have imagined, while she was dancing off into middle distance spelling the words “COOL RIDER,” that she’d grow up to be this much of a badass. Frankly, she probably would’ve been like, “Yeah, that sounds about right,” because you don’t do a movie with songs in it about reproduction AND bowling AND winter AND death AND dudes on bikes without being pretty sure your destiny is to be bulletproof. But still: enviably groovy.