Real Love According to Massari

   Someone once told me that Massari is from Toronto, and I was like, "sweet! Best thing to ever come out of Toronto! Other than that time that the CN Tower had Facebook." But according to Wikipedia, Massari grew up in Ottawa. And we all know that Wikipedia never ever lies.
   I was watching the music video for Real Love by Massari this morning. If you're not familiar with the song, all you need to know is that they key lyrics go like this: "Girl I'm going out of my mind, and even though I don't really know you... Every now and then when I want you, I wish that I could tell you that I want you... It's real love that you don't know about". Firstly, I'm sure we can all agree that the  realest kind of love is the kind that one party is totally unaware of. This confirms every belief I had about love from grade one to ten- you heard me, grade ten. Also the fact that you can be in love with someone who you admittedly "don't really know" confirms everything about love that I currently believe about my will-be relationship with all of One Direction. Last comment on the lyrical genius that is Real Love: I think we're all really glad that Massari has confirmed what he does "every now and then when [he] want[s] you" which is to just say so. Naturally.
   However, the music video shows Massari and the matching-sweatsuit-wearing object of his affection who lives in his building. Massari's attempts to talk to her are always thwarted by stuff like Manny calling. Classic cock-blocking Manny.

God DAMN IT Manny.
   So it's all Massari can do to lean out the backseat of his car (while his driver talks on the phone- is this a commentary about cellular technology??) wearing a purple velvet suit. Marriage material!
  

 
  What is that, a Prius? I'm not throwing shade, I never even learned to drive. Although Massari is in the back so maybe that means he can't either...
   Also, the facial hair. If you've ever seen that "trustworthiness of beards" chart, I'm pretty sure what he's rocking falls between shoplifter and kidnapper.
   Spoiler alert: Massari ends up with the girl of his dreams at the end of the video. Turns out she'd been thinking about him the whole time, but he just never saw, because he was always turning away from her and shit. She fell in love with the back of his bald head. It wasn't even the facial hair that wooed her! The moral of the story is that if you like someone, all you gotta do is look wistful and then one day you'll mack in an elevator and that's love! We've all been doing it wrong. Listen to your grade one (or ten) self more often.