Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air. Just like Florence. Just like the girl in the picture above. Also just like every single rap and/or Avicii song has ever encouraged me to do.
What is it about throwing our hands up that feels so damn good? It’s a double-limbed celebration of practically limitless proportions, and though perhaps it’s technically limited when considering that arms can only reach so far, energy sort of shoots right out of our fingertips with each and every stretch.
It’s a physical woo-hoo! It’s a two-time high five to the sky, and it’s the official symbol of FRIDAY.
This Friday, what do you say we enter the weekend with our arms already up so we can be prepared to dance. To sing. To sing LOUDLY. Let’s each be the girl at the bar that when any song comes on, it’s ours.
But we should also be prepared with an official song — one that goes with our air-raised palms.
I personally have two…just in case. (I’m like a girl scout and always prepared.) The first one is for any environment that may or may not involve that disgusting dry ice smoke, because I have a few birthdays to hit up and you just know there will be dry ice smoke. And maybe a glow stick.
The second’s a throw back, because to be completely honest, sometimes we need a little reminder to you know, throw our hands up in the air.
Also, every deejay guaranteed has it on file and I hate going through that awkward conversation of begging a deejay to download a song that he or she doesn’t have. It just ruins the mood of groove you know?
Ok, your turn. What’s your song for the weekend? Tell us your Friday jam and then let’s spread it around in the comments like a dang peanut butter sandwich.
– Amelia Diamond