I have a confession. I've been keeping a secret for the past couple months. I've been withholding valuable information, if you will. I am in love. But, not just with anyone. I'm in love with the British boy band, One Direction. Not only are their songs catchy and just plain wonderful, but they are the epitome of adorable. And their hair. I just swoon thinking about it. My house is OBSESSED. We each have a favorite (hands off Liam, he's mine, btdubs) and we plan on seeing them when they come to America next semester. It'll be the best British import to hit our fair nation since the Beatles. But really.
Our house loves nothing more than turning up this song and dancing around like maniacs. We even forced our friends to play it at a dance party at the beginning of the year. Try not to hit replay 100 times. That's right. You can't.
Play this one if you're feeling a little more emotional. I like to think they're singing it to me. And let's be real, they probably are. And can we just talk about how dreamy they are again? And their style. Sigh. P.S. Liam's the one in the blue shirt with the fabulous hair.
I know what you're thinking. A little cheesy. Yes. But that just makes me love em more. I like to think of them as Justin Bieber times five with talent. Oh and here is a collage I made for our house yesterday...
Jealous? You should be.









