After many failed attempts, I finally I learned to do the moonwalk. It's not entirely fluid, but I'm happy with it. I was only dressed up like MIchael Jackson because it was Halloween (I won a costume contest, I might add), and I figured it would be good attire in which to showcase my mad moonwalking skills. My cat, Sophie, wanted her 15 seconds of fame.
I hope you enjoy this, my tribute to the King of Pop. Although the epitome of his career came about before I was even born, I became a devoted Michael Jackson fan several years ago. My mother is partly to blame, I suppose, for exposing me to her teenage idol, the man and his music.
I've either compiled or written each entry on this blog in honor of MJ, save for the video. The "comments" I've made on each entry provide further insight on the entries themselves.
Michael Jackson fan or not, I hope you can appreciate his lifework which I've presented here.
After many failed attempts, I finally I learned to do the moonwalk. It's not entirely fluid, but I'm happy with it. I was only dressed up like MIchael Jackson because it was Halloween (I won a costume contest, I might add), and I figured it would be good attire in which to showcase my mad moonwalking skills. My cat, Sophie, wanted her 15 seconds of fame.
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