An omission of a guilty pleasure.
After hearing the following song last weekend at a swanky Valentine's party and last night at a WestEnd birthday party, I feel comfortable admitting to the world that I love "Dynamite" by Taio Cruz. If you're with your friends, and people are out there dancing, when this track starts beating you just have to surrender to it. Yes, I prefer Radiohead. Yes, I tend to get snobby in my musical tastes. Yes, it's a song that MySister works out to during Roomba / Zoomba / Pillati-yogi / Whatever... Whatever.
Also, as long as I'm on this topic, I now look to incorporate the phrase "fly like a G6" more into my vocabulary. But when I do, it's only slightly ironic.
