I wish I could say it was a Saturday night and we’d all be hanging out, but for the moment just having them playing on the background is enough. Except for those times I attempted to go out for a run (which is really a jog/walk), they’ve been keeping me company for weeks now. Maybe I haven’t gotten over my dream of being musically gifted. Haha.
I wish I could say “here are my girls”.
Sometimes I also wish I could sing in another language, like Beatrice Martin, also know as Coeur de Pirate. Her amazing tattoos will never look amazing on me.
Or how about borrowing Eliza Doolittle‘s legs and quirky style even for a day. Indeed a fair lady who makes afternoons worthwhile.
Now here’s a girl who I love, because she makes awesome covers with her delicate voice (Passion Pit’s Sleepyhead was the first song that had me at oooooooohhh) Ellie Goulding‘s cover of Elton John’s Your Song made me cry (while I was at work..wtf!), and I like this better than the Moulin Rouge version.
Oh, and she can pass for Drew Barrymore’s English cousin!
And of course, there’s Adele. You want to cry and remember a heartbreak you buried deep down into the earth’s core? Listen to this.
Not that I’m a big fan of Meg and Dia, but they are adorbz when they sing–like the girls you wish you hung out with in high school. Speaking of school, Ignition (Remix) was a favorite in college and for a straight week we listened to it from our groupmate’s house to school. It was a 7-10 minute drive that was approximately 1.5-1.75 songs.
Well, I do call them “My Girls” on my iPod.