As I gazed at part of the day's outfit - a red turtleneck and black thermals- I could hear an electric guitar wailing and a tall, dark-haired man in a grey suit crooning, "take a real deep breath and repeat after me -'I love-a my baby.'"
Suddenly, I was a lithe movie star on the set of a 1960s musical, shaking what my mamma gave me. I swung my fiery mane to the beat. That music had me groovin', man!
I slapped my thighs and growled at the camera, when my bare foot hit the cold floor. Yikes! Reality came back.
Well, it was a fun little fantasy. Next time I'll wear heels.
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