It is finally over, and I have survived again. Year 2. Please let there not be a Year 3. Please. Pretty pretty please with glitter, sequins, beads, and fancy feathers.
This was my favorite song for this year. It didn't win any competitions, but I could totally see myself swaying on the road, wining up and down and all around to it. Sigh. My living room had to do. C'est la vie.