No, this is not about my heritage or my roots as a redneck, white trash hick.
The truth is that I was raised by pop culture, celebrities, actors, and musicians.
Just when I start feeling bad about my little pot belly... my imperfect flabby arms, my not so perky boobs, my pale white skin, my boring brown hair, or the fact that I'll never be hot and will have to settle for cute, I look up this video.... and I remember why all of these seemingly annoying things are okay. Not only okay, but almost exactly what I wanted to be and/or have 16 years ago. Ms. Gudmundsdotter did a fantastic job shaping and molding me, don't you think?
Oh, and Einar is still a total cutie.