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Paula Abdul Became "Forever Our Girl" This Week in 1989



Paula Abdul’s second single entered its second week at #1 this day in 1989.

I was kicking off my last semester at Bowling Green, but I didn’t really connect with the song. I was more “alternative.” Think “120 Minutes.”

But it's sure in my head 30+ years later. Paula Abdul is like the Gen X version of Cher. Earlier this year, she wrapped a residency in Vegas, filling seats with fans of her videos, her choreography, and her iconic role as a talent show judge. Her appeal, like her resume, crosses generations.

She’s still not on any of my playlists, but I appreciate her hustle.

Check out the video for this song.  She wasn’t so big that she couldn’t pay tribute to some of the biggest videos a few years before her. Even if it was just to fuel her quest to be our girl, forever. Elijah Wood makes his acting debut here too as one of the “Boys of Summer.”

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  1. Thank you, Brett. While I do not specifically remember this Paula Abdul video, I do remember MTV's '120 Minutes' and being a child of MTV.
    More importantly, each generation has its own social movement that is led by courageous people that recognize the strength they have. Your fortitude to be yourself and discover who you are is to be commended and your story shared to give others inspiration.

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    1. Thank you for your kind words & encouragement. Doesn't seem significant now, but boy it sure did then.

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  2. OMg, this blog is so much fun! I love the combo of your intriguing story and the 80's nostalgia. I didn't remember that paula abdul could tap dance! Keep the story coming...I can't wait to hear about the next step in your nyc journey.

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