3:01 Pick Me Up: BESTiE
Let’s face it: 3 p.m. is the cruellest time of the workday. The morning latte has worn off, and the post-lunch crash has you staggering around like an extra from a George A. Romero flick. That’s why, each weekday at 3:01 p.m., we present you with a video hand-picked to kick-start your heart.
Today’s offering: Like us, you’ve probably about fucking had it right now. Had it with a city that’s been shrouded in more-depressing-then-England fog for the past week. Which is a little better, but not much, than the more-depressing-than-Poland pelting rain we normally get in January.
Right now, the only thing that we want (besides an all-expenses-paid weekend in bed with Stoya, and a robin’s-egg-blue ‘57 Chevy) is to get the fuck out of dodge, ideally to some hot and sunny place where pineapples grow on trees. Or wherever the hell pineapples grow.
As a matter of fact, we’re on hold with Air Canada as we speak, looking into tickets to Hawaii. And you know what we’re watching on YouTube while we’re waiting? That would be “Pineapple” by BESTiE. It’s a tossup as to what we love the most about the clip. The parade of complete hotties in bikinis. Guitars that sound like a warm breeze coming off the Pacific ocean during a swaying-palm sunset. Or thee overall sunbaked vibe that makes us wonder what the hell we’re doing wasting our lives in Vancouver when we could be taking root in a place where the only things you’ll ever need for a night out on the town are flip-flops, shorts, and a Wabo Cabo wife-beater.
Enjoy. Preferably with a pina colada, served, of course, in a pineapple.