oh how you disappoint me, daphne zuniga

I've been watching VH-1's I Love the '90s on and off for the past few days. Mo Rocca, Hal Sparks, Michael Ian Black and Rachael Harris all kill me. Their commentary in these decade recaps always has me in stitches. They are the primary reason I watch. So far, they have not disappointed in the few bits of I Love the '90s that I've seen. But not all the correspondents have won my favor. Admittedly, I haven't seen any of the new episodes all the way through yet but I've already come across a disturbing trend as far as one Ms. Daphne Zuniga is concerned. Loved her in Spaceballs ("He shot my hair!") and I think she held her own in Melrose Place, Gross Anatomy and The Sure Thing. I even had a wee crush on her during her Melrose stint (LOVE the voice). However, in the span of about 15 minutes, she admitted to liking Michael Bolton and Wilson Phillips. Everyone else managed to get in a dig about Carnie's girth but she unabashedly likes this band's music... without shame or irony. Okay, I won't press that issue but Michael Bolton?!?! I realize some people are captivated by his voice and songwriting (can't imagine why) but she admitted to liking his long, out-of-control hair. HIS HAIR. Even with my questionable fashion sense in 1990, I still recognized that his frizzy mop was atrocious.

Daphne, the latent crush is now gone. I think I'm going to have to mute your segments from now on before this disappointment spirals into venomous hatred.