withoutmelissa:

Dirty Dancing defined my youth. This movie made me sassy long before I knew what to do with it. (hip shakes, over the shoulder looks and the whole 9 yards) I’ve watched it no less than 80 times over the years. (The first 60 times were all in 1988) It made me love wearing keds with no socks, dancing on wooden bridges, dresses with full skirts, and a lifelong love of good looking men with just a tinge of bad boy. This scene in particular is a favorite of mine.  “I carried a watermelon.”

(via sincewhendoessheblog:truthordare):

Dirty Dancing has always been a househeld favorite with my two sisters, mom, and I.  I remember us watching it so many times growing up.  I wanted to be Penny! I loved her pretty blonde hair, her dresses & shoes, and the way she moved.  It wasn’t until I watched after highschool that I realized the “trouble” she had gotten herself into.  I just always thought she was sick and that was why Baby had to go and wake her Dad.

I am not sure if there is any movie ending that can come to this one.  “Nobody puts baby in the corner.” :)