aruan | Re: Justin Timberlake

Firstly, all hail Nia the video capture goddess.

Second, a warning: Feelings during the course of this video vascillated wildly and unpredictably between Guh! and Hah! Notice *might* be given to indicate lane changes.

Big, juicy word to whoever thought to just put the boy in front of the camera for the spoken parts. Humminah.

The bowed head/eyebrow lift combination when it's not being used to appear coy? I.melt.

The black jacket. The clothes in general. Good, bad, or indifferent, that boy wears his like nobody could tailor.

"Don't fear me, baby. It's just Justin." ::snicker:: He didn't really though. ::snerk:: But he did, and wow, uhm, can I get a tissue for all that Aquafina splatter on my monitor? ::topples onto bed to ride out the rest of the giggle fit::

The incongruous but inexplicably sexy hand gestures regarding the change in face she'll undergo once he shows her he's real.

Props to the choreographer. Tres appreciative girl seeks loveslave keeper and a lick of your stylish and flexible jazz sneakers.

The baseball cap? Completely unnecessary. The bandana? Hot as all hell.

It really doesn't matter anyway, and people need to make with that already.

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popfantastic Re: "I just want to love you, baby" screeched at that proximity.

"I just love your brain"? And the pointing? Lord have mercy for I need oxygen. Back in a minute, when there's enough of it getting to my brain to facilitate thought process.

The way he says "I used to dream about this when I was a little boy" goes straight to the gut. Right.There. Wow.

The "Drums" imperative? I've watched it... a few times now, and still don't expect it. Possibly his cutest moment in the video though.

Little Boy Dork as he dances with Clipse.

"Now everybody dance." How do you refuse an invitation extended like *that*?

I now merrily join the chorus of Fucking Timberlake.

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Six in the morning. The world outside my window is still mired in darkness.

It's not tomorrow yet.