Thursday, July 9, 2009

I remember dancing to the songs...

...alone in the living room of my friend's rented house in the UK. With only the light coming off the TV monitor to guide me, I glided precariously around the small space, pretending I was somebody I could never be in real life: glamorous, carefree, and admired. I love this movie. Unfortunately, the first part is all I could find on youtube. The rest must have been eaten by the greedy executives, sorry.




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