I was walking across one of the gorgeous bridges in Chicago last week and it seemed like a great place to do a lip dub. My dad used to play Joy to the World to me when I was little, so I thought it appropriate. I have to say, filming yourself fake-singing in public is an exercise in extreme self-confidence ... I've never, in my life, gotten that many weird looks. And that's saying something.

(fun fact! In the background is the brand new Trump building ...)