Hip-Hop-Anonymous?

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I have a confession. I love Hip-Hop. Not like an "Oh did you hear that new Flo-Rida song?" love, but like an actual affinity for real Hip-Hop. I do believe that I played Kanye West's My Dark Twisted Fantasy on repeat for a month straight in my car (loudly too). 

I am sure that I look like quite the contradiction, a typical preppy girl bumping hard hitting rap in my car down the streets of La Jolla, but I don't care. I love it. It has spoken to me ever since I was a little girl. "What kind of little girl listens to rap?" you ask? I will tell you who! A little girl with two much older brothers. It all started with a thing we used to call "The Rocky"

An accurate title, because the brand of the car was a Rocky. This little gem was Shea, my eldest brother's first car. Not the highest end vehicle as you can see, but it was a trooper to say the least. My parents were pretty smart, in that they never gave any of their children super fancy cars when they turned 16. Let's face it... 

16 year-old + Brand New (insert fancy brand here) Car= Accident waiting to happen. 

Anyways, I digress. The importance of this little car is that it was where my love for hip-hop was born. You see my brother spent all of his summer savings on a ridiculous sound system for this junky little car. Around the same time, my brother was discovering the 90's rap icons, such a Notorious B.I.G, 2 Pac, Snoop Dogg, Mase, etc. Also at the same time, Shea was being forced to pick me up from elementary school. Let's see, my brother is 9 years older than me, so when he was 16, I was 7 year-old. 

{Yes that is my brother in high school, and yes he has frosted tips. I couldn't find any pics of me when I was 7.}

The combination of all the above led to a 7 year-old listening to blaring rap music in the back of The Rocky, which was very age inappropriate for me at the time (not that I knew what any of it meant anyways). My mother is probably reading this and shaking her head in disappointment. Regardless, that is where my subconscious love for hip-hop was born. 

Fast-forward to today. Yes I love all the new hip-hop, although some of it can be a bit cheese ball at times (I am talking to YOU Bruno Mars, Jason DeRulo, T-Pain, and others). But you do have to give credit where credit is due. Trendsetters like Lil' Wayne, Kanye West, Eminem, and Nicki Minaj (among others) are keeping hip-hop alive through the static of corny #1 hits on the radio. 

But give me an old-school track by Jay-Z or Notorious, and I am one happy girl. Yes, I can rap every single word to "Just Wanna Love You" by Jay-Z, and I am darn proud of it!

My love for Hip-hop is a fantastic part of me, and I am not ashamed of it. I will keep dancing away to all my favorite songs with pride. So I guess I should take this time to thank Shea and Bryn for introducing it to me at an inappropriate age. I guess you guys knew what you were doing! Pretty good role models if you ask me.