Panorama photo of my snowy view from the balcony. Click to enlarge.
Oh yes, it's friggin' ice cold. But that's not what I was referring to in the title.
I almost had my dreams of a perfect Christmas crushed by people on the Internet. Why? Because they are probably right. But I don't care. I don't! (Okay, I do. But I will push those feelings away into a deep, dark corner of my mind where it will never reach the surface ever again.)
The problem is this. I have an absolute favorite Christmas song: "Baby, It's Cold Outside". I just realized that it's two days left before Christmas (in Sweden we celebrate on Christmas Eve, the 24th), and I still haven't listened to a single Christmas song. Off to YouTube to find my favorite of them all.
Yes, I was a 100% sure that it was Bing Crosby and Doris Day that sang that song. And that made me happy, and I built my love for Bing around that performance. And then some people say that it in actuality is NOT Crosby and Day, but instead Margaret Whiting and Johnny Mercer. "Yeah, right. Suckers." was my initial reaction. But then those names popped up everywhere, followed by "most people think that it's Bing Crosby and Doris Day, but..."
I did NOT like that. I had to research to save myself.
Wikipedia mentions a 1949 recording of the song with Whiting and Mercer, and a hell of a lot of other artists - but not a word about a Crosby/Day collaboration. My heart started beating fast, and I saw how my dear, wonderful Christmas was starting to fall apart.
Then I just bet everything on one card, namely Google Fight. The result of the match:
Ha! Take that, unbelievers!
Okay, I know that most people thing they know something and then act as if it's the only right answer. But I don't care - this time I will go with the flow like a dead fish and stand by my claim that it is indeed Bing Crosby and Doris Day that sing that wonderful song together. History has been altered before, and I'm doing it now.
If the Commies could change history, so can I!
I just pieced by shattered Christmas together again.
According to every American jolly happy-go-lucky cliché Christmas film ever made, Christmas is all about loving, caring, understanding and forgiving. Therefore I will officially withdraw my Doris Day allergy and revise it into acceptance and mild adoration. I really could not stand her before (accept for the lovely song briefly mentioned in this post), but I have changed my mind this very day. A quite ordinary, but very entertaining, 1960's sex comedy about spies called The Glass Bottom Boat (1966) aired on TCM today. I watched it, laughed and actually liked Doris Day's ordinary looks, self distance and sense of humor.
In about 30 years or so I will probably be able to accept the combination of Doris Day and Rock Hudson. Hu-ha.
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Publicity still for The Glass Bottom Boat.
Now, let's listen to the best of the best Christmas songs, sung by Bing Crosby and Doris Day. I wish you all, lovely readers, a Merry Christmas.
Lolita and the World of Bad Photoshopping
wish you all a Merry Christmas!
