My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard....

In my 400-level minor capstone, my Feminist Theory prof had us all submit pro-feminist/pro-womynist songs to make a class compilation CD. I will never forget that one of her selections for the CD was Kelis's "Milkshake."

Every time I think of milkshakes, my default flavor is vanilla. I don't know why. I don't tend to favor vanilla as a flavor of milkshake or anything else really. I usually go for the mocha perk or the mint chocolate chip or something else vaguely chocolate related. Vanilla is typically thought of as a "boring" flavor. As Paris says to Rory in "Luke Can See Her Face" (episode in Gilmore Girls: Season 4) about her elderly paramour:

Paris: He orders old gelato.
Rory: Old gelato?
Paris: Vanilla. It's a very old flavour.
But I think vanilla gets a bad rap, particularly as a scent. So this week, I'm giving you five full days of vanilla reviews. All vanilla, all the time. Perhaps we can all take this as an opportunity to rethink this oft maligned flavor.
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
and they're like,
"It's better than yours."
Damn, right it's better than yours!
I can teach you,
but I have to charge.
Kelis, "Milkshake"