Well, to be honest, I don’t quite know about feeling ’22″ but I certainly did connect with my inner teenybopper this weekend when I took my lovely daughter, who in her head was definitely feeling 22 – she’s 11, just so ya know! – to see Taylor Swift work her magic in front of thousands of screaming fans at Vector Arena on Friday night.
Admittedly, Taylor is not my usual cup of tea but she was actually REALLY good, the show was amazing and taking my daughter to her first ever concert was pretty darn special.
ABOVE: Striking a pose in the hotel mirror… as you do.
BELOW: Jessie waiting for the show to start, red eyes to match the red lips, especially put on for Taylor’s ‘RED’ show (disclaimer for all disapproving mothers reading this blog: she received a one time exclusion for the occasion and is not ordinarily allowed to display such brazen lip-ware!)
The show begins…
We had great seats quite close to the front so in typical ‘sensible mother’ fashion I wore ear-plugs (sigh, I know sorry, VERY un-rockchick of me), and was exceedingly grateful for these when Taylor came on stage to an ocean of screaming girls… and one twenty something in front on us who was so overwhelmed with the whole experience that she sobbed her way through the entire concert while her boyfriend sat quietly (very quietly) beside her.
So, I don’t know about feeling 22 but definitely feeling pretty lucky for my lovely daughter, life and good fortune to be able to spend my evening in this way (OK, maybe not the ‘surrounded by screaming girls’ bit!).
My first concert was Billy Joel, and my main memory of it was that he said the ‘F’ word and my mum looked guiltily my way to see if I had noticed. Um, yep Mum, I did.
What was your first concert? xx