Easy come, easy go.

He brings it. Gah, I wanna go to a Boyce concert one day...

However, first things first: Bonnarroo. That lineup makes me weak in the knees.

p.s. Now, why is he hanging out with a girl who is getting a grenade chunked at her? He's so cute...? Never mind.

p.p.s. Thanks, LB. :)

Blog post title: "Grenade" by Bruno Mars.

So take a chance and don't ever look back.

Perk #5 of living independently: There's no one to judge me during my morning ritual of singing to Pandora/iTunes and dancing around while I get ready for the day. Which I do, without exception every. single. morning. I did in college, too. And high school. In that a.m. moment, I'm in my own music video and there is nothing you can do to stop me. I mean, you're welcome to join though. Whatever floats your boat.

 

I recently have excellently been rocking Katy Perry's "Teenage Dream".

Besides the Valentine's Day part (eye roll) the lyrics make me grin.

So when someone on Facebook posted this, of course I fell in love. Because I've been jammin' covers by Boyce Avenue since freshman year. And covers are in my Top 20 Things Ever list between strawberry LipSmackers and margarita salt. As in, I have an entire playlist devoted soley to covers.

I could watch this all day. And dance around. And be young for-ev-er...