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Today was brought to you by the thrill of making overenthusiastic use of a true driving machine and *NSYNC.
-My day began with fic and cereal, though neither is exactly new.
-I slept clear through Gator Jazz this morning, so I went to the 4:15 Cardio Blast. It was Laura's turn to teach it, bonus for me. Besides being utterly fabulous, she likes to incorporate pop choreography into our routines. So there's this three-hop thing with arms that we've done a few times. Well this time she introduced it as "an *NSYNC jump" and to encourage enthusiasm, she told us to "think of the *NSYNC boys doing it." I giggled and possibly sprained an ankle in the process.
-My car has no fewer than two all-SYNC CDs and the rest of the mixes each have at least one song by them, so that technically doesn't count.
-Yelp-inducing surprise group shot in J-14, which I was reading in plain sight at Borders. I dub Justin's expression in that picture the Affected Puppy - it deserves a name after all the mileage he's gotten out of it. Sunglasses and motorcycles agree with JC, while Lance makes a hard day's work of makeup artist-applied dirt look sexy enough to lick. I refrained, but barely.
-Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays came on the radio in Rave. I swayed and sang under my breath as the bemused girl behind the register rang me up.
-The Moby video for We Are All Made Of Stars with JC's cameo on Gadzooks' closed-circuit television.
-An October 2001 issue of Teen Celebrity for whatever reason was still on the magazine rack at Barnes&Noble, with possibly the most awkward picture of them ever taken on the cover. Lance has snakeskin-patterned frill down his pantlegs as well as the seam of his zipper and they cropped the picture so that his blonde tips are cut off and he looks like he got a brunette dye job and buzzcut. They put Joey in heinous flannel with what appears to be the very same pink shirt with red collar trim that JC, then Justin have worn in two separate photo shoots. Chris' pants lace up on the sides which would be cool were they not also zebra-streaked along all seams, plus being about three inches too long. JC is wearing one of those silly zip from both direction shirts and a look so glazed and bored he might be mentally planning his grocery list or reorganizing his DVDs. And Justin, well, he's got less than no hair and his shirt has checkers *and* stripes on it. The interview had its highlights, even if JC was being much too bluntly honest and Justin's raging boycrush on Chris couldn't have been more evident:
Teen Celebrity: What do you think girls find attractive about you?
JC: I don't know, I can't figure it out.
Joey: Me either. I'm just a kid from New York.
Teen Celebrity: Is there anything that you really miss [about when you were first getting started as a group]?
Lance: The innocence. I think just the innocence of being out there and not knowing what's going to happen.
-My day began with fic and cereal, though neither is exactly new.
-I slept clear through Gator Jazz this morning, so I went to the 4:15 Cardio Blast. It was Laura's turn to teach it, bonus for me. Besides being utterly fabulous, she likes to incorporate pop choreography into our routines. So there's this three-hop thing with arms that we've done a few times. Well this time she introduced it as "an *NSYNC jump" and to encourage enthusiasm, she told us to "think of the *NSYNC boys doing it." I giggled and possibly sprained an ankle in the process.
-My car has no fewer than two all-SYNC CDs and the rest of the mixes each have at least one song by them, so that technically doesn't count.
-Yelp-inducing surprise group shot in J-14, which I was reading in plain sight at Borders. I dub Justin's expression in that picture the Affected Puppy - it deserves a name after all the mileage he's gotten out of it. Sunglasses and motorcycles agree with JC, while Lance makes a hard day's work of makeup artist-applied dirt look sexy enough to lick. I refrained, but barely.
-Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays came on the radio in Rave. I swayed and sang under my breath as the bemused girl behind the register rang me up.
-The Moby video for We Are All Made Of Stars with JC's cameo on Gadzooks' closed-circuit television.
-An October 2001 issue of Teen Celebrity for whatever reason was still on the magazine rack at Barnes&Noble, with possibly the most awkward picture of them ever taken on the cover. Lance has snakeskin-patterned frill down his pantlegs as well as the seam of his zipper and they cropped the picture so that his blonde tips are cut off and he looks like he got a brunette dye job and buzzcut. They put Joey in heinous flannel with what appears to be the very same pink shirt with red collar trim that JC, then Justin have worn in two separate photo shoots. Chris' pants lace up on the sides which would be cool were they not also zebra-streaked along all seams, plus being about three inches too long. JC is wearing one of those silly zip from both direction shirts and a look so glazed and bored he might be mentally planning his grocery list or reorganizing his DVDs. And Justin, well, he's got less than no hair and his shirt has checkers *and* stripes on it. The interview had its highlights, even if JC was being much too bluntly honest and Justin's raging boycrush on Chris couldn't have been more evident:
Teen Celebrity: What do you think girls find attractive about you?
JC: I don't know, I can't figure it out.
Joey: Me either. I'm just a kid from New York.
Teen Celebrity: Is there anything that you really miss [about when you were first getting started as a group]?
Lance: The innocence. I think just the innocence of being out there and not knowing what's going to happen.
