The very first roommate I ever had in life was in my freshmen year of college. After having spent my whole life as the only child in the house, with my own room (and later my own bathroom too), you might think this would have been a horribly difficult adjustment. However, I discovered that there existed some perks that I would not have predicted. The number one coolest thing about my first roommate: her iTunes music library! I cannot even begin to count how many new and exciting songs I was able to acquire over the course of the two years that we shared a dorm room.
Freddy and I learned pretty early on that one key interest we shared was a love of musical theatre. Our room was like a Broadway Review blaring out of our laptop speakers. Friends of ours in our all girls dorm would be lured down the hall towards the beckoning melodies of classics like Phantom of the Opera, or new spectacles such as Wicked. Luckily for me, I never had to feel embarrassed by my adoration of all things Broadway, nor did I have to feel inhibited when the desire to sing along overtook me. Our room was a place where at any time you could find 18ish young ladies indulging their inner divas, and while perhaps not doing justice to Sarah Brightman or Idina Menzel, we certainly did our best to do them homage with our own vocal abilities.
One song in particular I will never forget singing along to is "My Strongest Suit" from Aida. Now to this day I cannot hear that song without recalling my former roommate and her friends dancing around our room and singing along at the top of their lungs. I was so immediately hooked by the tune and the clever lyrics that I made it my mission to learn the tune by heart in order to next time join in the fun.
I guess you could say that the itsy-bitsy vain side of me appropriated "My Strongest Suit" as its own personal anthem... Okay, if you just pictured me singing that song to myself as I put together the 'perfect ensemble', then I guess I'd have to say I'm guilty as charged. True, I am a bit of a fashionista when I try to be, and I'm often as obsessed with People Style Watch as a teeny-bopper. Don't be a hater just cause you're jealous of my mad styling threads and my ability to sing about them! If you aren't yet laughing you must think I am serious so... please laugh... I am definitely being facetious. Or you actually know me and you are laughing even harder now because you're saying, "who do you think you're kidding you vain little bitch?" *shrug* C'est la vie!
Anyways, it just so happens that I do recall a very particular day when I danced around my dorm room singing that song as I pieced together a very cutesy, very pink, and very Friday outfit. It was such a masterpiece - if I do say so myself - that I decided it deserved to go somewhere far more special than to my Math class. Therefore, I somehow found myself having ice cream with my gay male pal, his handsome Irish friend, and some girl I'd never even met! If anyone had asked me why I wasn't in class, I would have blamed that silly little tune for inspiring me to be lacey and pink-bowed and generally frivolous all day long!
So, I ask you all... what is your secret anthem? What song inspires you to be a little daring or a little irresponsible? Please share! And check out mine:
The song is here
Until next time, this is Megs saying find a song that makes you feel flirty, fabulous, and maybe a little bit frivolous.
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