Sounding off today on my girl, Flo. Only because I didn't think it possible for me to like an album more than her mantra-making first. Like, ever. But I did. And do. So designating her latest Ceremonials effort to be my official closing of the eyes, belting out every lyric while feverishly pedaling on the exercise bike soundtrack seemed more than appropriate. 'Cause I could use (and need) all the musical motivation I can get for those pesky workouts o'mine.
Photo Source: Mr. Psychedelic's Art Zone