I…I just don’t even know what to do with this. I was on board with the cuteness until some of the dancing happened. In any case, at least we know where to go when the Fat Joe biopic gets made and they need to cast his much earlier years.
And, now I want a chalupa from That Little Mexican Cafe around the corner from my place.
A huge thank you to my friend @brighieb for sending this video to me last night. I can’t stop watching it – it’s making me the happiest person who is just getting over a migraine ever. First of all, her dancing = ACES. Her choice of sidekick = don’t let that bitch outshine you girl! You know how to pick them. Her singing: Fresh to death! The final “Superbass” = includes a neck twist, finger snap and hip movement = Perfection. All of this wrapped up in a tutu with a British accent.
For those of you who don’t know me very well, I can tell you with certainty, that this little girl (minus anything girly and minus the adorable accent) was me when I was that age. Substitute in a bowl cut, some terrible Panama Jack boy shorts complete with matching button down and the entire Beastie Boys “License to Ill” album, and she and I are twinsies from different generations.