Simply a magnificent piece of pop-fluff obscurity. On the surface, there isn't much of a juxtaposition between Jennifer Love Hewitt, Britney Spears, and the very underrated Jessica Simpson’s sonically similar debuts. But instead of fully harnessing the scantily-clad showmanship of the late-90's commercial scene (unless you count the quasi-psuedo-titillating effects of the album cover; the product still has to be sold, you know!), JLH's earnest and surprisingly soulful vocal prowess sails the saccharine and well-versed material into an undeniably timeless territory. With deep ballad sensibilities and R&B inflections, this is Teen-Pop in its most purest form. And without this template, the innocence of the latter "Wolves in Virgin's Clothing" of the Pre-Millenium Pop era would have nothing to skin or affix to its lily-white formula of adolescent marketability.