this song is horrible. just, devastatingly bad. it mostly sounds like irritating talk. and the video is mostly writhing around all over the carpets, walls, probably the ceilings if that would've been possible. but the clothing is a totally different story. i don't necessarily mean it's mind blowing, but it's pretty damn good for a little pop video. feathers, fancy undergarments, bustiers (the obligatory pop singer bodysuit), and a well-picked red lip. it's like a mini editorial, and i kinda like it. though i can't get past the fact that leighton is in the limo wearing a little black cutout number, and they put robin thicke in a primary color letterman jacket? i guess it could happen.
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