IT’S OFFICIALLY THE weekend. Don’t let the small matter of another few hours in work ruin your Friday vibes.
This grandmother dancing to Ice Ice Baby while cooking is the definition of joy, and she ROCKS it.
How do we know?
Is it the moment she kicks off her Sunday shoes?
Or when she puts down her pot to unleash her moves that just can’t be held back?
When she mortifies her grandson? We’ve all been there man
Ah it’s the bread dancing. Never has a sliced loaf held itself so elegantly
What a legend.
