Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Musical Interlude

Somewhere someone is having the best summer ever. That person is most definitely not yours truly, but that doesn't mean I don't blast this song and get down dancing silly with Zoey, Ozzy and Bryan at the end of the day.
 As an I guess I am, yeah, sure feminist and a mother, I am pretty positive I shouldn't like this song, the lyrics, and most certainly I should hate the video. The boobs! Those boobs. No, seriously. Those boobs. When Bryan asked I said yes, they are definitely fake, but I was just being horrible because I think they might be real. And I think they are amazing. See also: I love this song.

Anyway, carry on with your summer, fantastic or otherwise.
xo,
S


4 comments:

K. Smith said...

Ok, so that is my new summer fun song (even though I feel ancient as I was around when Robin's Dad was (semi-) famous)!
Yeah, the boobs look real to me. All of them.
And it would be a terrible world when we could only like songs that reflect our politics. Dance on, girl! X

Anonymous said...

Great song!! I am surprised that the Westborough Church hasn't picketed Thicke's house yet.
I also think the boobs are real, great figures...would make me depressed if I were younger.

Anonymous said...

Sad on so many levels. Goodbye.

Tracy said...

The boobs are totally real and I think that you're awesome.