Instead Of Reading Tweets Today, Have A Crush

Let’s face facts: you’re cute

Is everyone in your feed yelling? Do you… not want to hear from them?

I would like to suggest a cure, and it is D.R.A.M.’s song “Cute.”

Listen, I understand your skepticism. Bob Dylan was just named best literature-doer in the land, women from every corner of Donald Trump’s life are stepping forward to confirm that, “Yes, hi, he is quite awful.” It probably seems like there’s no white noise machine loud enough to counteract all of the weighing in. And yet—I’m going to ask you to press play.

Isn’t this nice? Give it a few secs to marinate.

Here we have a man, pictured on his album cover hugging his golden doodle Idnit. He “saw you on your Instagram” and, “even though it’s cliche,” he would like you to know that you are cute. And you know what? For once I’m inclined to believe him.

The loopy instrumentals even feel like a crush. It’s like sitting at the bottom of a very pink lava lamp and seeing your Affection Object walk by—everything’s soupy and muffled and blissed-out.

“Girl, we need to go out on a date,” he smiles. “If it’s cool I’ll pick you up at 8.” Honestly? Yes. I think you should accept.

Whenever the beat for the chorus drops I do a little smirk and a shoulder dance like a Peanut (a strategy you’re welcome to try), but no matter how you choose to appreciate the song, your palate should be feeling quite cleansed after 2–3 plays. I can almost guarantee it.

Now go out there and get ’em.