By popular demand (aka two friends emailing me), here's Adele walking around Paris singing a song that I always think is a James Blunt song whenever it yodels out of my iTunes. Listening to an Adele song makes me thank Shauna Sand's exquisite lucite heels that she wasn't around during my first major-ish relationship when I was 18. The disc changer in my Mitsubishi Mirage would've never survived if she was around then. It would've been a disgusting display marinated in a...
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By popular demand (aka two friends emailing me), here's Adele walking around Paris singing a song that I always think is a James Blunt song whenever it yodels out o... more info