the best thing about my roommate's being gone for the night/my first really-real day off in 4 weeks:

dancing around in the kitchen on the hardwood floor in my cute, sassy new red puma undies that say 'turkey' (why? no idea) to superstition by stevie wonder, automatically (and naturally) followed by lose my breath by destiny's child...and realizing, come on, beyonce got nothin' on me!

then looking down and seeing my socks, and thanking whoever and whatever for the fact that no one is here to see them. but they really do make the outfit, i swear