“You’re the one that I want …”
Today’s simple pleasure was the Monday drive to work of all things!
Almost to work and “You’re the one that I want” from Grease came on the radio.
I cranked that song up and with the window down belted out Olivia Newton Johns part.
I LOVE the movie Grease! I have it on DVD, and it’s one of those movies that if I stumble upon it on TV, I have to stop down and watch it.
I’m about to digress:
Why do we DO that? Why do we watch a favorite film on TV with commercials when we could just pop in the DVD having been reminded how much we love said movie?
First time I saw Grease was with no sound (we couldn’t afford the ear plugs) – on an airplane flying from India back to England. It wasn’t even playing in our cabin!
I was perched on my seat craning my neck to catch glimpses of leather jackets and poodle skirts in the next cabin. I was so excited though, in spite of the viewing conditions.
Have to say I’m more a ‘head band-poodle skirt Sandy’ girl – I wouldn’t wear those pants she had to be sewn into (It’s true! She was! Google it). I don’t like attracting too much attention to myself.
If I wear earrings, I can’t wear a necklace and vice versa. I will get a little daring sometimes and wear small earrings with a bracelet (Shocking!) Oh, and I NEVER wear gold.
Ditto on the make up. A mascara swipe – rice powder and lipstick, I’m done. I feel like a French whore when I have eyeliner on for a big night out. (she types this while trying to remember the last time that actually was).
So I keep a low profile, but as for singing at the top of my lungs as other cars drive by, I’m in! “It’s electrifying!”