The Boos on Gilmore Girls

It should come as no surprise to anyone who has ever read anything we write that Jayne and I fantasize about small town life together.

Every summer we run off for two weeks of blissful cottage living where we make breakfast, write all day, and frighten the locals with our big city ways. We have adopted this one particular town as our own and we fancy it’s the perfect mix of Hill Valley and our favorite place: Star’s Hollow (ok, maybe second only to Hogwarts).

We definitely entertain Stars Hollow fantasies regularly. It’s always the dream escape on those days when living in San Francisco seems to get too expensive or too crowded or too full of human feces on the ground.

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We love Gilmore Girls so much, we watched and rewatched it repeatedly, and we’ve planned out our own Gilmore Girls fantasy life.

I mean, we’ve even got the roles down. I don’t just mean who’s Sookie and who’s Lorelai (cause that’s interchangeable [and we’re also sometimes Paris and Rory, but more on that later)–we got the supporting cast too. We got all the locations down, we have our Luke’s diner (though admittedly nothing will ever be quite the same as Luke’s).

We’ve taken to trying to out-Sookie each other by preparing elaborate, adorable breakfasts for one another whenever we’re together. My coffee addiction may not be quite at Lorelai levels, but I’m working on it. We constantly daydream about all the amazing businesses we wanna start together and I think we both know it’s going to happen at some point because we’re just the right kind of weird together.

And of course, if we can’t watch together, we live-tweet (live-text?) during GG viewings.

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And we get very real about our feelings.

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Jayne gets to see her fantasies of belittling incompetent fools come to life through the amazing Paris Geller (aka Jayne’s blackout rage alter ego) and I get to enjoy some young Milo Ventimiglia.  Mmmm.

And we both get to indulge our inner insecure 15 year old who just wants to crush on that dreamy guy with the puka shell necklace who doesn’t know we exist. *sigh*

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Until we basically become those old ladies who talk about their programs as though they are happening in real life.

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Like, seriously, Jess–grow up!

Oh, where was I? Right, so that’s the plan for getting old together. And until we get our adorable, neighboring cottages in whatever quaint small town we can afford, Jayne and I will just have to make do with living vicariously through the Girls.

–Tatiana

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