I couldn’t make Dancing Mondays this week. My monday got all tangled up and I had to fix it with patience, a hair brush, high heels and ice cream, but the Versace On The Floor video came out … Sunday? Monday? A day, and when it did I started giggling like a toddler in front of a lollypop.
I got so hyped. And then I watched it:
First time I saw that fro I covered my face. I blushed. I giggled more. I can not handle the amazingness of that fro. And then I saw Zendaya… and there was screaming and childish behavior that I’m not going to share because I want to keep an image.
But I mean. LOOK AT THEM TWO BEING BEAUTIFUL. LOOK AT THE ELEGANCE EXUDING FROM THAT SET. LOOK AT THE DRESS OMGOMGOMG THE DRESS IS DIVINE. EVEN THE PURPLE HAZE IS PERFECT. THIS WAS SHOT TO PERFECTION.
I love it. So I’ve watched it about twenty times and every time? I love it more.
I can not with the people commenting on age gaps – do I have to mention every classic, Oscar worthy movie with a male protagonist almost in or in his forties or fifties (specially those from the 60’s and 70’s) and the female protagonist in her twenties? Because actresses just barely started to get away with ageing very recently and that’s gonna take up so much space in any thread.
And the lack of actual sexual imagery because seriously, you are already on the web and if you want to see porn just freaking google it. This video is perfect for this song: a timeless, tasteful, elegant jam that will make you close your eyes and feel all the feels with all your clothes on.
That’s one of Bruno Mars special powers; his songs are sensual and sexy but never vulgar.
So. This is the jam I’m singing twenty four seven this week.