I’ve been getting ready for a new school year to start, and today, that included organizing and putting the books on the shelves in sixth grade. I happened across myriad Babysitters’ Club books, and I was still inordinately excited by them, like it was still 1994. I wanted to plop myself down on the floor of the classroom and lose myself in the adventures of the BSC, mostly to see what sort of insanity Claudia Kishi was wearing.
Is it just me or were the girls of the Babysitters’ Club serious ballers? Think about it—even though they are either thirteen or eleven (depending on the girl in question), they all have had boyfriends and other guys actively pursuing them. They travel constantly—Hawaii, southern California (where Jessi made several appearances on a popular television show), a random tropical island somehow off the coast of Connecticut, MANY haunted houses and mansions, crazy lighthouses, cross-country road trips, etc. They come and go as they please without the benefit of licenses or car ownership with little to no parent supervision. They have their own business with steady incomes. They’ve participated in boat races. They host radio shows. They randomly stumble upon Georgia O’Keefe sketches. They won the freaking LOTTERY.
Seriously—BALLER status. When I was in junior high, I had braces, no money, no charming fellows trying to pay me court, and I thought an occasional trip to the mall was super awesome.
Also, tell me this couldn’t basically be in one of the books:
"I looked around at all us girls gathered in Claudia’s room. We all really admired Claudia for her sometimes crazy but never boring fashion sense. For instance, today, she was wearing a baggy orange crop top and over that, a pair of overalls that she had cut down the middle and re-sewn, with one half inside-out. The overalls weren’t buckled. Insteads, the bib and straps hung around her hips and were held up with a pair of houndstooth suspenders. The cuffs were rolled up to show three layers of multi-colored day-glo scrunchie socks worn with purple sneakers. Her earrings were made out of repurposed house keys, and her hair was in a high side ponytail, decorated with polka dot scrunchies. She was currently eating five twinkies at once.
Maryanne was being quiet. She was happy because her super-strict dad, who was a widower until he married Dawn’s mom, let her start wearing pants last week.
Dawn had long blonde hair and a perfect golden tan. She looked like a surfer because she was from California and had moved to Stoneybrook.
Stacey was looking really fashionable, because she’s from New York, originally. She was wearing a slouchy emerald sweater over a lacy black skirt and patent leather boots, and they were obviously very expensive. She was drinking a diet soda because she has Diabetes.
Jessi was there too. She’s black. She’s pretty much the only black person in Stoneybrook. She’s a ballet dancer and will definitely call you out if you become anorexic.
Kristy was dressed like a really aggressive softball coach. She was even wearing a visor and a whistle!! (For no reason, now that I think about it.) She was currently being really loud and bossing everyone around, but somehow she’s still super nice and that’s not at all annoying. She says she has a boyfriend, but us girls are pretty sure she bats for the other team.
Mallory was not there. She was off being humiliated or contracting a terrible illness because she’s a ginger and everyone hates her. She has a ridiculously huge family. Seriously. HUGE. Maybe they’re really religious or something? But anyway, you basically need the entire BSC to babysit together for them. There’s that many kids.
Abby was the newest member. She’s a twin but we basically never talk about her sister. Abby’s Jewish and her dad’s dead.”