Hump day is happily concluding in a very fired up state. I have successfully allocated a new favorite song of the moment in Romanian musical group Hi-Q’s Buna Dimineata, and have danced a few extra calories off in repetitive playing of Maroon 5’s Moves Like Jagger by both me and my brother. In my underwear. Also, speaking of music, in Buna Dimineata, I am completely in love with the chorus lyrics, which go:
Buna dimineata te iubesc
Zi de zi de tine ma indragostesc
Buna dimineata iti soptesc
Cu fiecare zi tot mai mult te iubesc
Good morning I love you
From day to day with you I fall in love
Good morning I whisper to you
With every day I love you more
It starts off kind of weird with some vocalization, but it’s a rather beautiful song. YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO IT EVEN IF YOU CAN’T UNDERSTAND WHAT THEY’RE SAYING.
I finally got my Blowfish Vance booties in the mail today and I am very happy. They’ve got 5 inch heels, so they make me 6’0″ tall! [I’m 5’7″…do the math] and they make me wish I was that tall normally.
Also, today Mini Boss, HotNerd Instructor and Angie and I were talking about things we’d do if we were rich [okay maybe it was just me and HNI] and I said that it’s been my life-long dream to have enough money someday to pay someone whose sole purpose would be to play with my hair. I mean how bloody amazing would that be? TOTALLY AMAZING. Anyway, Mini Boss was like “Oh my god Viviana, that’s really perverted. You sound like a pervert. That’s just really sexual.” And I was like are you serious right now? HNI and Angie and me all looked at her like she was crazy. We all agreed that she had taken it there – I simply meant that I like when people play with my hair. It’s not sexual or perverted, although it certainly can be, but in this context, I meant it non-sexually. Sometimes the things that come out of that woman’s mouth embarass me to know her. She can be rather crude, blunt, and condescending and it is unbecoming.
Lastly, the one thing that makes me feel beautiful in an instant is straightening my hair. I always feel like I look better in person and in pictures when it’s sleek and straight. Probably because it looks all prim and proper and like I take care of my appearance. At least in the face. The reason I bring this up is because when I was dancing in my underwear earlier, I’d just finished straightening my hair and it was flying all over the place from bouncing around the house and I just felt sexy. And confident. I hope everyone finds that kind of simple happiness some day.