This is me in a good mood. Because the world sometimes gives you a broad smile and you have to know how to see it in time. This time, I'm in time. And it feels good, and pretty. The word pretty never fails to make me smile anyway, even just on its own. It reminds me of an extroverted woman and an introverted man trying to make music. I've performed it plenty of times with them, and it's always been a scream. I've always been treated to one big laugh. Because over 50 people shouldn't exactly belt out an 'I feel pretty' to an audience. Oh come on. Neither should over 50 people fill their good lungs with air to sing, 'For I'm loved by a pretty wonderful boy!', when that boy is an almost 50 year old husband. One thing in for them, it is entertainment of the best kind. It makes me laugh, always, without fail.
I have always wondered how good old Leonard Bernstein actually accepted to compose music to these lyrics. Or maybe it was the other way round. But the words are fun, fun, fun. It's a let-down-your-hair sort of thing where all things suddenly come to life in a big merry go round. The song, if I could write about it in a nutshell, is about a girl who has become so deliriously happy that she's become totally nuts. She thinks that the city should give her its key, she thinks that a committee should be organised to honour her and that Miss America can just resign, all the while being so obsessed with how pretty she is. Lovely song if you want to push your self-esteem. And I somehow can relate to it... such a pretty face, such a pretty dress., such a pretty smile ... such a pretty me! Told you there would be no self-esteem issues here!
I have always wondered how good old Leonard Bernstein actually accepted to compose music to these lyrics. Or maybe it was the other way round. But the words are fun, fun, fun. It's a let-down-your-hair sort of thing where all things suddenly come to life in a big merry go round. The song, if I could write about it in a nutshell, is about a girl who has become so deliriously happy that she's become totally nuts. She thinks that the city should give her its key, she thinks that a committee should be organised to honour her and that Miss America can just resign, all the while being so obsessed with how pretty she is. Lovely song if you want to push your self-esteem. And I somehow can relate to it... such a pretty face, such a pretty dress., such a pretty smile ... such a pretty me! Told you there would be no self-esteem issues here!
