Fallen in Love (AKA More Girls on Bicycles)

*Thanks to KD, who surely understands my adoration for women on pedals. Please know that I will attempt to make this the sappiest public thing I've ever written.

Despite the fact I can only stand her voice for 3 songs in succession every 4-7 days, I gotta say I'm in love with Corinne Bailey Rae. At least in a star-crush sorta way. (Is she a star yet? Don't watch TV much, so someone let me know if they have her ringtones for sale). My Corinne Bailey star-crush-love-habit has grown from a puppy-like smile-when-I-hear-yo-songs-girl to *speechless*, upon seeing the video for "Put your records on." Thank you internet, and thank you Al Gore.

Ms. Corinne, oh giver of pleasin' tunes, not to mention happy summer imagery in the form of nymphishly sessy womenfriends breezily pedaling their vintage 3-speeds down dirt roads to nowhere...words cannot convey the pleasures that I now feel. If I were only so lucky to be coming from the other direction, haggard from a long day of droning in an office with terrible air quality, sweat stains mocking aesthetics and my own humanity. Such a sight this would be, were God to bless my unworthy eyes with such delightful late-July treats. Alas, thanks Bailey Rae for showing that grown women CAN ride bicycles and still be fly, singing songs for MTV2 and drawing royalties enough to sustain yacht vacations off the coast of St. Kitts.

Today's entry has been brought to you by global warming, bicycle streamers, and handlebar baskets full of mangoes.