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BMO break

2013-08-27T13:36:00.001-06:00

And now a message brought to you by...my obsession with a cartoon.

Forever Tacky 18 (at the oldest!)

2013-06-17T15:54:00.001-06:00

Stop allowing me into Forever21, okay?
Today I (needlessly) bought:

Tank top (I can't even wear those - what? Well...okay maybe like swimming or something.)
Camisole (Okay...so I did need one of these - and it was only $1.80.)
Spike headband? (See below for a cuter, pricier version.)
@ wasteland
Matte lipstick in Nude. So..it should look like I have nothing on my lips...Awesome.

UPDATE: It looks like I have makeup on my lips. Weird.

Hot pink nail polish. Duh.

Working at a mall was already bad enough when I worked at the retail shops. Now working in the stuffy business building with a bunch of guys who wear suits and cut me off in the Chick-fil-A line (true story) - I try to escape for a little sunshine, exercise and retail therapy.

So cheap. So unnecessary. Heaven help us all.

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Writing about Writing...wait. What?

2013-06-13T12:04:00.001-06:00

When I was in elementary school, I had this friend named Emilie. She was very theatrical and probably the most dramatic third grader that has ever existed. Emilie would always talk about emotions and acting and random things that college aged girls live for (at least...the college girls I hung out with...in college), but a gaggle of third graders at recess? Not so much. She was so different from any other friend I had in elementary school. I remember a lot of times feeling really uncomfortable because she challenged a lot about how I saw the world. She was just so confident in herself - and that was kind of startling to see in someone who was only 9.
I remember we would sit in a circle on the highest hill at Bates Elementary and sing Ace of Base's "I Saw the Sign" and choreograph dances to it. There was a time where this fact used to embarrass me, but I'm far enough removed from it now that it's sweet and something that I hope my silly little girls (or boys, if they want to...) do at recess with their friends.
The point of mentioning this third grade comrade is because she was the first person that turned me onto writing for something other than class assignments and notes to friends. I remember she and I liked the same boy, but because I was the shy, tom-boy that had been randomly invited into her mini-diva world, I pretended that he was just my friend. I remember that I secretly thought I had the upper hand because he lived in my neighborhood and went to my church, but my friend, being Catholic, didn't know much about Mormon services or what a sweet deal it was that I got to stare at my third grade dream for 3 more hours than she did every Sunday. And that's about all that I did - stare and write poems. You see, Emilie had taught me all about writing poetry and how sometimes the only way to really deal with our crazy lives was to write it out.
Now I could spend a whole blog post on the ridiculous subject matter of my third grade poems - and how ridiculous it was that I thought my life was so...emotionally tumultuous that I needed to write poetry, but again - I'm at peace with it.

What I'm really trying to get at - is that I have spent a lot of time thinking about what I want this blog to be, and most of the time, I come to the conclusion that I really like writing for the sake of writing. Maybe it's my third grade self dying to write one last poem about "Oreo" (this was his code name that my friend made up for my crush - no, it wasn't some racial comment (who do you think we are?). It was because Oreos are delicious and (still) my cookie of choice) or I just really feel like talking about all of the blessings that have come my way lately (as there have been MANY). Either way - I hope you'll be patient with me as this blog goes through a big of a growing period.

welcome back photo dump

2013-02-21T09:45:00.000-07:00

i haven't posted anything since august?

gross.

i'm now going to flood your eyes with photos so i have things to talk about other than the fact that j and i both got sick in sunny st. george over our long weekend.

but we didn't have to wear 20 coats and 5.5 scarves to go outside!

and my hair dried in 2 hours instead of freezing into icicles and then proceed to look gelled for the next 5.

so it was a success.

for halloween, i was finally a dinosaur! jonathan was a shark. we went to a costume party and everyone scoffed at us because it just looked like we were wearing hoodies, but then when we put our hoods on everyone had to apologize (for fear of being eaten) and then they were jealous because they were the best/comfiest/no fuss costumes ever.

and we made them!

jonny boy gave me flowers for valentine's day. so cute, that husband of mine. he's also really talented.

i made a real life dinner one night. just for funsies.

elementary school crafts for valentine's day.

i tried my hand at nail art. it's a cheetah print, thankyouverymuch. and good news, the other hand didn't look anything like this. it's time like these that i wish i was ambidextrous.

exciting new thing!

2012-08-12T21:46:00.001-06:00

husband and i have officially started a new blog.
this magical blog can be found here or at www.zempter.blogspot.com (for those of you who don't like to click on things.)

"...but natalie, does that mean you're going to abandon this blog??!?!?!?!?!"

hush, little reader. no. this blog will still be me, being an idiot, posting stock images and ranting about the world.

husband and i both have an interest in graphic design and thought it would be fun to have a place to post all of the fun things we create. right now, we're hoping to provide some fun cellphone wallpapers for all the children of the kingdom to download.

here's an idea of things you can find on the blog right now!

go check it out!

four (4) things that make me concerned

2012-08-12T21:36:00.004-06:00

author's note: i wrote this late at night when i thought i was being HILARIOUS.

1. the "it's complicated." relationship tag on Facebook
we get it, people. you're either cracking yourself up over this joke or you're attempting to send a message to your significant other. whichever umbrella you fall under doesn't matter. you're creeping everyone out. same goes for those in relationships with fake people, "in an open realtionship" (what does that even mean?) inanimate objects (unless it's pie.), animals, or yourself.

2. coworkers listening to dubstep really early in the morning
particularly without headphones. what has you so jazzed, man?
i like to look at dubstep like i do musak. sometimes it's unavoidable-it's playing at the grocery store, the mall, or the drug den you frequent. you can hum along, maybe a little soft shoe near the canned tomatoes (because you're making Italian food, naturally), but you never choose dubstep to bump in the office.

3. kate gosslin haircuts?

i guess people are still getting them.

4. this movie.

especially the part where the random asian keyboardist pulls the "one time" move like she's in the fugees.
please say that you know what i'm talking about.

here's what we do when we have spare time

2012-07-27T19:09:00.000-06:00

Jonathan and I are taking some online classes from these lovely people and one of my designs was featured on their class blog!

We highly suggest the Illustrator 101 class and the Principles of Good Design class. We're signed up for a typography class in September - so this might not be the last you see of some of our design projects.

What do you think?

Oh I wish I could've gone to this concert, but instead - I made a poster.

(Did you notice how I used correct capitalization and punctuation for this post? Work is rubbing off on me in weird ways. I now end EVERY email with "Thanks!" or "Let me know if you have any questions!" It's weird.)

...or something like that

2012-05-11T18:49:00.000-06:00

you guys, the life of a commuter is a weird one.
and bear with me while i sound like i'm speaking from some wise place of experience, will you?

i have a 30 minute drive to and from work every day - that's an hour of time to be with me by myself in my white crayon box of a car.

although there are days (like the last half of today) where i would die to be able to just walk home from work - i'm starting to use these little bursts of time to...

pick off my nail polish.

i am no stranger to nails that look like this:

i will destroy my nail polish at any time and in any place. i guess what i'm trying to say is that i don't discriminate. lest we not forget the night we got engaged?

write a screenplay?

this hasn't happened yet. but i feel like it would make a really good book sleeve excerpt "in her twenty-third year, she wrote this book on the i-15" (i don't know why my book sleeve talks like that.)

pretend i'm a contestant on the voice.

so...i did this before the voice existed...SPOILERS: i win. always.

dream about pink lemonade and ways to aquire it.

(my sweet setup outside. with PL, of course.)

i don't know what it is about pink lemonade lately. i think it tastes like summer.

condemn people to firey places for being bad drivers.

my road rage has gotten a little out of control, you guys. sometimes i even resort to a few well chosen words...but all i can say about that is that i am my father's daughter.

and when traffic is slow...because of the glorious bottleneck around farmington...

take pictures of my sweet shades.

working girl rant.

2012-04-25T20:47:00.002-06:00

number of emails in my gmail inbox as of this moment: 6322
how long have i had my gmail account? since my first year of college.
number of emails my work inbox as of this moment: 6345
how long have i had this work email? just under 5 months.

ohhhhhhhhh life.

getting introspective with grad cat!

2012-04-18T00:27:00.001-06:00

(i know i've probably posted this photo before...SO BE IT. it's awesome.)

i know it's been ages.

something else i know is that i start almost every blog post that way.

i'm still not used to being a grown up where things like documentation and decorating are important.

just deal, okay?

i read a book called "a million miles in a thousand years" that made me think about life a lot.

it made me want to remember to write down on anything anywhere anytime those things that make up my life.

my life as a wife. daughter. sister. coworker.

what i'm trying to get at - is i really think it's important to focus on the life we live every day (hence the documentation in the moment) and not just wait around for some distant day in the future when we:

get a new car

get married

get a haircut? (i really need a haircut...)

to feel better about life/ourselves/other people

what about today?

i mean today i got up (late - surprise!), went to work, came home, watched tv, went to bed (well i will do that...).

but we don't live our life in the broad strokes...we live in the little things, right?

(i know this is turning sappy - stay with me)

if i was just focusing on the broad idea of my life: born, try not to die, die, etc. etc. etc.

you wouldn't know that i had an awesome cinnamon raisin bagel while driving to work

or that my amazing husband told me he was proud of me

or that i drew a grad cap on a cat picture...

i know i've always been this annoying optimist...and maybe i don't actually see the world for what it is and i'll wake up one day to be extremely disappointed or something...

but today wasn't that day.

and i don't think tomorrow will be either.

in conclusion, be happy.

also, listen to this song.

(yet another song i found via gossip girl. i'm radical.)

in which i attempt to get out of a funk

2012-03-09T00:29:00.001-07:00

i seriously think i'm suffering from bloggers block.
i have started at least 10 posts in the last 2 weeks and can't seem to develop any of them enough to where i want to post them.
so i'm going to try some mini bursts of writing and see what happens.
and i'm sorry - because it's about to get real boring/weird up in here...

but you'll get to see the wack-a-doo way my brain works.
for free.
because i'm charitable like that.

1. jonathan and i went to a concert last night and this guy (i say with gnarled, gnashing teeth) was talking. the. whole. time. and i was FLIPPING OUT. and i sat in my seat thinking - why is it always my luck that i sit in front of the jerk who decides to talk in the middle of a song? and it hit me. it's not that i have bad luck - it's just that there are a lot of doofy (this is an edited word becuase i'm trying not to say douche. oops.) people in the world who think that it's okay.
and get this.
when the lights came on - i realized that not only was this "kid" my age, but he was also sitting next to his parents. who were talking just as much as he was.
i know i'm only 23 and not allowed by the old person international handbook to say "kids these days," so i'll make it cooler and only say - KTD, you guys. KTD.

2. i love my job. and realize daily how incredibly blessed i am that i can say that. i was hired as a full-time employee at an advertising agency on the day i graduated from college. what??!??!? that is not even my life.
but it is!
and that's awesome.

3. i'm going to the carolinas in 2 days (for work. like a BOSS!...except actually a lowly advertising account coordinator) and i'm a little wiggy about it from time to time for these bulleted reasons you see below:

this will be the first time since...last year that i will be away from jonathan for more than a day.
i also have to pack business dress for 3 separate meetings. UGH. i think the biggest downer of my job is that i really hate wearing dress pants 4 days every week. - i feel like i can look perfectly presentable in jeans, thankyouverymuch. whatever...it just makes casual fridays THAT much better.
i'm kind of a spaz in new situations sometimes (read: all the time). but i also used to think that i hated salami...turns out i don't.

so hopefully it'll be the same?
italian meat and business trips.
sounds like a dashboard confessional song title to me.

speaking of music...
watch this video.
(do it. i don't do this for my health, people.)

*this is a legit offer. i need to stop eating wendy's chicken nuggets at my desk.

back from the dead to talk about love!

2012-02-01T22:44:00.003-07:00

we've been pretty sick around our house. for almost a month to be exact.

(all long stories about chicken fingers, food poisoning and horrible viruses you better pray you never get.)

and between hacking up a lung and being a full-time employed fancy pants (not that fancy. full-time employment. or my pants. sorry.)...

i've been a bad blogger.

i'm sorry.

so to warm everyone's hearts (and to warm you back up to how we do things around here) -

here's a little post to my hubband.

this is my adorable husband being scared of splash mountain.

picture a parking lot in salt lake city on january 31.
it's dusk.
and a silly girl named natalie forgot to check her tires before leaving home that morning and thus...has a flat tire.
who does she call?
jonathan.
who drives 30 minutes out of his way to come rescue her?
jonathan.
who fills the tires with air while natalie just stands there?
jonathan.

you get the point.

all i'm saying is - i get to be with this dude forever.
and i'm sure if i get a flat tire in heaven, he'd help me out then too.
even if he's in a white jumpsuit. that has to be dry cleaned.

love you, honey lamb.

this is wedding day husband

next stop: knitting

2012-01-24T23:30:00.003-07:00

i just submitted a complaint to subway because the store that i live by closed 30 minutes early.

this is who i've become.

miss me yet?

let's get reacquainted.

2011-12-08T20:17:00.001-07:00

i know guys. i. know.

it's been ages.

but i'm back. and i brought some pictures with me!

i would like to blame my blog vacation (that sounds better than blog neglect) on the fact that we've been without internet for over a week, but i was just lazy/busy/bored before.

and now i've seen the error of my ways and being given the gift of internet access after an extended amount of time is like a present. a present that makes me want to write a blog, obviously.

i feel embarrassed that it was such a big deal that we didn't have internet (stupid wind), but j and i both realized how much we really really rely on the internet for things (not that we didn't already know, but we were certainly reminded) - i.e. christmas shopping, hulu watching, facebook stalking, etc.

anyway, here are a few pictograms (they aren't really. i just like that word more.) to describe life right now.

started, finished and LOVED the hunger games over thanksgiving break.

can't wait to read catching fire.

these were our contribution to the zempter family thanksgiving feast.

i call them li'l baby pies. but i call everything "li'l baby"...so i guess you could call them mini pies or tarts.

the artsy angle distracts your eye from the baby pie in the back that fell apart.

and my mention of said pie negates the angle and makes you only look at the messed up pie.

stop it.

our tree is up!

it was fun to have a tree this year since it's our first married christmas and we got an ornament in disneyland (i want to go to there) to put on our tree.

we plan to have all of our special ornaments on our tree in the future, but seeing as it's our first year and we only have one we (okay, i) figured that we should add some other ornaments so it looked a little more decorated.

i seriously think i have a thing for wreaths. i told j the other day that i would just like to stay home and make wreaths all day. this one is my favorite that i've made so far. (and the dark flowers are green...you just can't really tell because my phone is silly.)

my wonderful husband turned 31! we had a tiny party at my parent's house so that we wouldn't have to eat a giant cake all by ourselves...and also so he could get 9 pounds of gummy bears from my family.

they like him more than they like me.

happy birthday (again and belated), jonny love!

education

2011-11-21T01:14:00.001-07:00

i'm not feeling particularly eloquent today, but i do have feelings about education.

i remember in 8th grade we had to make a poster on our biggest dream in health class.
i remember all i wrote was "go to college."
it was something that i wanted more than anything.
and i am incredibly happy that i followed through.

aside from the fact that career prospects increase with degrees and skills, i'm glad for all of the other opportunities that education has given me.

education is important for lots of reasons besides better spelling and understanding how to balance a chemical equation - it's a gateway to lots of other things that make for a happy, full life.

this is my very best friend.

2011-11-19T00:19:00.001-07:00

i have to tell you that it was really hard to find a favorite picture.

there's the toothbrush one from our ward directory that first caught my eye

and a bunch of j growing up that are so cute, but i have to say this is my favorite one.

little baby j after his first haircut. with some light reading in tow.

yes, my husband was the cutest child prodigy ever.

if my children end up half as cute as j, then everything will be alright.

my first date.

2011-11-17T22:42:00.001-07:00

we're gonna do this post two part style.
and there are pictures! i tried to get as close to the actual time frame as possible. to set the mood and such.

part 1. my first date ever in my whole life.

this is a pretty accurate idea of what i looked like on this date as it was a time in my life when i was obsessed with polos.

and blonde highlights. (the hair color denial thing was a bad time.)

my first date was the day after i turned 16.
i wanted my date to be special and such - and at the darling age of 16 i was so starry eyed that i was going with a boy i had a huge crush on (he totes liked me too. presh!).
we went to dinner and then to a park - it was fun, but pretty uneventful.
the good part came when he walked me to my door.
now remember that we both liked each other - and i was thinking about the doorstep scene from the very beginning (i'm a worrier/wonderer like that).
he walked me up the stairs and...
patted me on the head.
no hug.
no handshake. (although i had that after a date once and it felt weird like an interview.)
magical.

part 2. my first date with j love.

this blurry masterpiece was taken about a week or so after our first date. my sister begged me to send her a picture of this boy i kept raving about.

i've talked about our first date before (here and here) so let's just look at the end result of said date.

that's happiness, guys.

my favorite movie

2011-11-17T00:17:00.001-07:00

lately (okay...my whole life) i do this thing where i act like i'm so shocked about something (a question, a comment, a request, a test score, etc.) because i think it's expected of me. (does this even make sense?)

to put it into context - when i realized that the first two questions of this 30-day challenge were "what's your favorite song?" and "what's your favorite movie?"

i thought (in my fake rage voice, naturally): how dare they!!! (whoever "they" is/are?)

who can actually pick a favorite song (um. you can, nat. you did.)

AND a favorite movie (did that one, too.)?!?!?!

...basically there is no way to transition into the point of this post in an organic way.

so let's just move on from my neurotic behavior.

(or better yet! let's blame it on independent study.)

my favorite movie is "memoirs of a geisha"

it took me so long to pick a picture form google images. too many distracting things - memoirs of a geisha desktop wallpaper, you guys! wallpaper!

if you've known me for longer than 2.5 seconds, you've probably heard me talk about this movie.

it's so beautiful and sad (and then happy) and inspiring.

i don't really have the words to do it any sort of justice, so just do me a favor and watch it, okay?

my favorite song

2011-11-15T20:50:00.001-07:00

let's just get one thing straight..i'm one of those people.

the kind that when asked "what kind of music do you like?"

always says "oh you knowwwww. whatever."

when i was getting bridals taken this summer, my photographer, in an attempt to get to know me better, asked me this question. and i gave my typical response.

but this time instead of just saying "okay..." all awkwardly (because you KNOW deep down that these people have a favorite band that they love, but they are too shy to say anything)

she said: "everyone has a music style they like the most."

and then - because i'm an idiot who was just called out

said: "well i've been listening to a lot of 'n sync lately."

which was the truth. yes.

but so not my favorite.

basically what i'm trying to say is - i'm definitely interested in all types of music, but i'm not going to cop out this time.

my favorite song is "transatlanticism" by death cab for cutie.

when i first heard the song, it was in karen's car during junior year of high school. a boy (her first boyyyyyfran) had given the song to her on one of his infamous "i like you so much and these songs make me think of you" mixes. and transatlanticism was his song for her.

the first things out of my mouth when i heard it was "boring! can we change it?"

but then i grew up and learned to love it.

something about the song is so stirring and really beautiful.

and it always spoke to me when i was missing j during the week when he was in layton and i was in provo. (dramatic, i know.)

the song is definitely on the longer side and not everyone's cup of tea, but no matter how i'm feeling i can always listen to it (ALL of it) and feel something new.

thirty days

2011-11-15T20:43:00.001-07:00

shout out to my adorable cousin aleisha (i think i will always call her leish in my mind) because her posting about these 30 day things makes me want to do it too.

so i am.

i really need to enjoy blogging again - and talk about my real life instead of just when i'm stressed about homework.

here. we. goooooooooo!

Day 1 — Your favorite song.
Day 2 — Your favorite movie.
Day 3 – Your first date.
Day 4 – Your favorite photograph of your best friend.
Day 5 – How important do you think education is?
Day 6 – A photo of an animal you'd love to keep as a pet.
Day 7 –Your wedding.
Day 8 – A song to match your mood.
Day 9 – A photo of the item you last purchased.
Day 10 – A photo of your favorite place to eat.
Day 11 – What's in your makeup bag?
Day 12 – Put your iPod on shuffle: First 10 songs that play
Day 13 – The meaning behind your Blog name
Day 14 – A TV show you're currently addicted to.
Day 15 – Something you don't leave the house without.
Day 16 – Something you crave for a lot
Day 17 – How you hope your future will be like.
Day 18 – 5 things that irritate ME about the opposite/same sex.
Day 19 – Something you’re proud of in the past few days

Day 20 – Your favorite poem, book, and fictional character.
Day 21 – A photo of something that makes you happy.
Day 22 – Nicknames you have; why do you have them
Day 23 – A picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then?
Day 24 – A photo of something that means a lot to you.
Day 25 – Who are you? What makes you different from everyone else
Day 26 – A photo of somewhere you've been and a picture of somewhere you want to go.
Day 27 – What kind of person attracts you.
Day 28 – In this past month, what have you learned?
Day 29 – Something you could never get tired of doing.
Day 30 – A photograph of yourself today + three good things that have happened in the past 30 days

playing in the leaves/playing house

2011-11-04T16:28:00.000-06:00

got to spend last night with this one and her equally adorable parents.

i wish i had a picture of karen at this age, but we weren't friends yet.

so this one will have to suffice.

(that's her, in the pink shirt and the jelly sandals)

the time where i nearly torched the internet.

2011-10-13T22:55:00.004-06:00

i'm having a moment right now.

jonathan is asleep (early? on time? who knows with us anymore.) because he has early early work tomorrow morning (main reason why i'm blogging about this and not having a screaming fit.) - and here i am...working on stupid stupid stupid physical science.

TWO hours of analyzing forces and fundamental principles and blah blahhhhhh only to push the "submit portfolio 1 assignment" button and be rejected.

so harshly rejected by an error message that my "request could not be processed" and i should try my submission "again."

(apparently i quote things a lot when i'm upset.)

and what do you know?

MY WHOLE ASSIGNMENT IS GONE.

far away from this place.

lost in cyber space.

(unintentional anger rhyme)

i tried to do my "it's okay. just do it again. you need this to graduate." pep talk.

but no.

i will not give in so easily.

the internet must pay for robbing me of my completed work.

and so must physical science 100.

here's to the light at the end of the tunnel

2011-10-11T22:42:00.000-06:00

(image found here. graphic, but funny?)

you guys, i'm not lying when i say, i'm feeling a little burnt* out.

(*can also be read as: stressed, freaking, etc.)

between two online classes (not as easy as they sound), "real" class in provo twice a week, finishing up internship projects (try like 5 internship projects), starting a new internship and being a functioning human being and wife - i'm feeling a little like my head it going to explode - and a lot like i don't even care about much else besides sweat pants, netflix, and jonathan. (why yes, i am a glowing example of productivity all. the. time.)

i have to write the responses to 8 "thought" questions concerning time dilation - who has time to take out the trash? or make the bed.

and after i've stuffed myself full of a sufficient amount of belly aching

and procrastination (writing thank you notes is really important to my degree. right?) (so is blogging. doi.)

i remember that this is my life.

and my life is pretty awesome.

and blessed.

and i wouldn't be able to experience (what i assume can only be) the relief (and joy.) of graduating college if i didn't have to endure these pesky papers and quizzes.

and getting to watch 30 rock snuggled in bed wouldn't be nearly as fun if i didn't use it as a reward system to get something done throughout the day.

so i just have to buck it up.

and make it to december.

here we go?

in which i make a mess and buy a glue gun.

2011-10-04T11:40:00.000-06:00

i woke up the other day in a panic to make a wreath.

basically the weirdest thing to happen to me to date.

and i'm only acting like it was a force i couldn't control because IT WAS.

so i hauled my craft-challenged booty to hobby lobby (a magical place that makes me feel like i can do anything).

then the panic of needing-to-make-a-wreath-right.this.second.

turned into the do-these-colors-even-go-together and where-is-the-MUSTARD-felt?!? (there wasn't any.) sort of panic.

when i got home with my bag full of dreams and watched a tutorial on the joy of making felt flowers - i was optimistic.

cautious, but hopeful.

then the wrapping began.

and 2 gossip girl episodes and a movie later - i had a purple yarn circle.

i debated just hanging that on the door.

i mean...i had done something.

but thanks to aladdin (yes. i'm 5.) and an insatiable urge to be the ultimate wife (i'm still defining what that actually is.), i ended up with this:

(hey! i'm a horrible picture. nice to meet you.)

and while it's not typical fall colors - they're still in the right vein, right?

i don't know. i'm still feeling like i need validation about this new found side of me that craves to do crafts, but at least our door is no longer naked.

ohhhhhh chillllldren.

2011-08-17T12:17:00.000-06:00

let's get a few things straight:

yes. i first heard this song on harry potter 7.1.

and yes. the dancing part is weird.

but.

let's all disregard the random, strangely-romantic-even-though-they're-"BFF"(?) dance break and focus.

this song is addicting and awesome.

and a little spooky

(especially when you're getting ready in your apartment all by yourself).