This shit is my JAM & I'm not even ashamed anymore I'm going to just own it.
So maybe Mandy Moore ruined my chances at marrying Ryan Adams and saving him from the drug-addled road to self-destruction he was stumbling down. And maybe she wrote that song "Candy" and maybe she was in that STUPID.UNFORGIVEABLE movie "A Walk To Remember" where she had cancer and the whole thing just maybe made me want to suffocate myself on Jesus songs and horribly-written teen-romance novels about all the "good" in the world.
But damn this song is fucking good. Just listen--I swear you won't be able to get it out of your head for DAYZ. It's okay, I mean, Mandy totally plays at Largo now & got some serious street cred for being able to ACTUALLY make Ryan Adams marry her rather than just fall in and out of love and maybe propose but then freak out and run away and then put out 3 albums about all the pain. Or maybe I'm just lying to myself--you be the judge. Judge the shit out of me, please--I so deserve it on this one.
Drink it in, lovelies. She probably could break your heart any day of the week.
...I mean all she'd have to do is bring back that horrible mousy brown hair and tragic outfits from "A Walk To Remember" because that shit broke my heart on the reals.
And yes, I realize how completely nonsensical this video is--especially that whole image of MM dating a mixed martial arts fighter (though stranger things have happened with her i.e. HELLOOOO marrying Ryan Adams!) thing--and how her idea of a "racy negligee" is totally something from the "Late Night Amish" section of your local K-Mart (which totally reminds you that this shit IS by Mandy Moore and that she will be forever yours, love always, Mandy.), but just ignore that, please. I'm begging you...validate my pathetic ass before I break out in song and start doing synchronized dance moves.