Music and dancing are a huge outlet of mine. No, I’m not a ballet dancer, I’m talking about the dance like you mean it around your kitchen kinda style… with the dog. I don’t care what I look like, I care that it makes me feel better.
I was feeling a bit crappy the other day so I put Lada Gaga on and finished up work singing at the top of my voice… which is terrible but who cares (I work from home so don’t panic, I wasn’t inflicting it on anyone else!) I felt loads better and the rest of my day wasn’t ruined by a bad mood.
My life is basically one big musical. I have music on in the car, if I’m behind you you’ll see me singing my heart out. I dance around the island in my kitchen like it’s a club dance floor. I love…
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