Can I just start by saying how awesome it is to be an adult?!
So most of you know about my love for the New Kids on the Block. My love for them started back when I was 12 years old. I had posters splashed across my room, and I clearly remember trips to Target and running to the magazine section to find the latest BOP and Tiger Beat magazines to find the latest photos of these 5 fabulous boys from Boston.
I may have been slightly convinced one would want to marry me one day!
But so was every other girl in America, and arguably the world!
Then in 8th grade, the moment every 13-year old girl dreamt of happened. Concert tickets were being released. THIS.WAS.IT. If I could just find a way to convince my parents to let me go to this concert with a friend and her mom. I had never been to a concert before. I worked my BUTT off around our house the day before tickets were being released to earn the last bit of money I needed to buy a ticket. I didn’t care how many chores around the house I had to do if it was going to get me into the same venue with the New Kids.
It was around 1am on a Saturday morning when my friend and her mom picked me up and we drove down to a Penguin’s Frozen Yogurt shop to wait outside in line ALL.NIGHT.LONG. Yes, I’m totally going to sound ancient, but that is how Ticketmaster worked in the days pre-“everyone has internet”. They would list off Ticketmaster locations and you had to be there in line when tickets were released. At 10am the doors would open and they had a computer inside to start selling tickets. We were only 3rd in line, as we sat there pathetically against a rough concrete wall, continually asking each other what time it was…10 am could not get there fast enough.
Clearly I had hopes of being slightly close to the stage, like every other girl in Southern California, I mean…this was my childhood dream we were talking about! After waiting all night long, we made it into the store when the doors opened. I remember butterflies in my stomach while waiting to get those tickets in my little hands. This was clearly my largest problem in life at the time.
We were third in line at that Ticketmaster location and we got
Yes, the equivalent to nosebleeds….we are talking about the grass they throw in as an afterthought behind the seats of the Universal Amphitheater. But hey, it could have been worse…I could have had no tickets at all! Their concert sold out in mere minutes…and third in line meant LAWN SEATS!
The concert was as amazing as it could be from the lawn seats…but let’s face it, when you’re that far away you are pretty much watching the concert on the screens like it’s a glorified TV!
But this past weekend was a totally different experience.
This past weekend, I flew out to Washington D.C. to see their concert! Why? Because why not?! (Isn’t being an adult awesome?!) I spent an amazing weekend visiting my husband and roaming around our nation’s capitol. And yes, I made him go to the concert with me–he loves me THAT much!
This time around, I was on the computer the moment tickets were released…and I wasn’t messing around with nosebleed seats. I wanted to watch THEM, not the screens. I was down on the floor in the 4th row. But when you’re on the floor, you have the luxury of just working your way over to the barricade…and that is when this happened…
This is the 13-year old inside of me, going totally fangirl for 5 seconds…THEY.TOUCHED.ME. Lol!!!! I know…it sounds so ridiculous, but I really don’t care.
This moment is for the 13-year old girl inside of me that
sat in the lawn seats.
And guess what?! The night only got better…here are some photos that my husband snapped while I was singing Cover Girl and Please Don’t Go Girl at the top of my lungs…
So then that dreaded moment happens when you are at a concert…the finale is over, the act disappears, the house lights come on, and you see the aftermath of one amazing party that brought you instantly back to your childhood.
At this moment, you may think the night is over, but not tonight!
My night was JUST starting!
This lucky girl was able to attend the after party at the venue WITH the New Kids on the Block! So when the concert was over, we headed up to the Acela club for a photo op and party. DJ Stubbs was fabulous and the party was hosted by THE Donnie Wahlberg. 😉
We danced and I sang at the top of my lungs with everyone until 2am. My husband just kept smiling and laughing at me and the chaos that ensues when you’re in a room full of 30-year old women partying with the New Kids on the Block! Here is a look into my night with NKOTB…
This photo is dedicated to my sister…the Jordan Knight fan in the family!
And wait for it…wait for it!!!!
My favorite blurry photo EVER….here I am with Donnie. I’m pretty much convinced my husband made the photo blurry on purpose because he knew I’d be framing this thing for my desk! 😉
Here’s a video for you of the toast at the after party…
So I guess this means I can officially check off the item on my bucket list that reads, “Meet the New Kids on the Block.” Actually, I’m thinking of reworking that item…Danny Wood, if you are reading this, I want to photograph your daughters’ senior photos. Deal?! 😉
To the New Kids, thank you for going out of your way to have so much interaction with your fans. We are so grateful for the things you sacrifice personally to make us a huge part of your lives. Let’s keep this going and grow old together. xo