I want to be Beyonce. I have wanted to be her for quite sometime now. She is smokin hot, sings real pretty, is married to Jay-z, and is arguably a better dancer than I.
This has only strengthened my desire to trade in my j.crew and crocs in favor of a leotard and some double sided tape:
Please ignore the annoying commercial before the magic starts.
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I am wondering if the laser beam theme in the beginning made you long for the days of elementary school photos. I never was cool enough to get the laser beams; I feel that Beyonce may have been rubbing it in a bit.
Please trade in your crocs either way.
I will NOT trade in my crocs. I will, however, bring my extra pair to the mountain house for you to borrow. you're welcome.
So much to say...
I loved how she didn't even feel the need to pretend to sing. Because really, it is all about the dancing.
What is with the one-sided glove? Is that covering the ring that is there so as not to crush all the single ladies' spirits?
Is that dancing or aerobics? Sometimes I couldn't tell. I bet they burn more calories because of the heels.
Hopefully, Beyonce will always be a selection on my human ipod.
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