The End (of tender excess).
Showing posts with label To Sir With Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label To Sir With Love. Show all posts
Jul 8, 2009
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economy,
history,
To Sir With Love
Mar 31, 2009
Love In This Club
It's criminal to overlook the classics (however loud the noise about them). Bob Deniro as young Vito is simply the most nuanced hotness.
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Love in this Club,
To Sir With Love,
true love,
undershirts
Jan 29, 2009
Jan 17, 2009
To Sir, With Love.
So it's official, apparently ... Beyonce will sing the first song to which Barack and Michelle Obama will dance as President and First Lady of The United States of America. All jokes about "Single Ladies" aside (although if Hillary danced to it afterwards ... Jehova, words can't describe), I have my vote on Sasha Fierce's anthem for the new America. I discovered this song while first exploring her album, shortly after it came out, and fell in a sort of fantasy love for it. It's beautiful and catchy and everything you'd like to tell that special someone, if only they existed.
With that said, I would very much like to dedicate this to President Obama and his bad-ass Lady. Admittedly, part of me is incredibly jealous of Michelle, because I can acknowledge that she's found the perfect man. I'm even more jealous when I realize that she's willing to share him with her country....
In any event, Mrs. HOVA has released a video for the song in question. Unfortunately, it won't embed... henceforth: here you go
With that said, I would very much like to dedicate this to President Obama and his bad-ass Lady. Admittedly, part of me is incredibly jealous of Michelle, because I can acknowledge that she's found the perfect man. I'm even more jealous when I realize that she's willing to share him with her country....
In any event, Mrs. HOVA has released a video for the song in question. Unfortunately, it won't embed... henceforth: here you go
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