Happy Monday Fabbies! Are you so excited that the weather is finally starting to cool off? Well, depending on what part of the world you live in, it’s beginning to cool off. Here in sunny Arizona, it is still relatively HOT during the day (like high 90’s) , but our mornings and nighttimes are nice and cool. It is definitely sleep-with-the-windows-open-at-night weather. Anyway, nice Fall weather aside, can we talk about female rapper Cardi B, and how she recently made history by becoming the first female rapper to reach the Number One spot on the Billboard singles chart without featuring any other artist in nineteen years?! (Lauryn Hill was the first to ever do it back in 1998.) That is a HUGE deal! If you are not familiar with who exactly Cardi B is, a quick google search or a visit to her Instagram page will quickly tell you everything you need to know. But I will say, she is most definitely a Fabbie: Fearless, Unapologetic, Confident, and Fabulous! And I am totally a fan and a part of the #bardigang. (What her fans are known as). She has been performing around the world, and the energy from her concerts seem bigger than life, and I would definitely pay to see her perform in person.
In thinking about concerts, I started planning what I would wear if I were to attend a concert. It actually has been a long time since I have gone to a concert. But the last one I went to was the most memorable one of my entire life. Let’s go down memory lane, shall we? 🙂
It was August 2011. I was about 6 months pregnant with Zé, and living in a loft in downtown Philadelphia, Pennsylvania with my hubby. Beyonce had just put out a new album, entitled “4” two months before that, and was going to do four “intimate” concerts in New York City at the Roseland Ballroom Theater. As soon as I heard that she was doing four shows in NYC I was like “OMG! I have to go! I love Beyonce!” New York is only about an hour and forty-five minute drive to Philly, and some way somehow, my pregnant ass wanted to get there to see the Queen perform! The Ballroom only held 3200 people, with standing room only for most. So when the venue was announced, I knew that tickets were limited and would sell quickly. When her four shows for her concerts were announced, all four concerts sold out in ONE MINUTE. Ya’ll. One minute? Seriously? And guess who did NOT get her ticket in time? Um, me. I mean, I know it’s Beyonce but sheesh! So of course I go whine to Supreme (formerly known as Chris-my hubby): “I can’t believe all four of her shows sold out! That was my chance to go see her while she’s this close to Philly! Plus I know all the words to her new album! Wahhhhhhhhhhhh!” He was like “wow they sold out that fast?! Wait a minute, let me see what I can do…”
I look at him quizzically as he picks up his phone. I’m guessing he’s emailing or texting someone. Then his phone rings. Then he nods and says: “Yep. For 3 people. Yep. Okay cool.” Then he hangs up and says, “Why don’t we bring your two sisters out here and y’all get a car service to NYC to go see Beyonce? (Before the days of Lyft and Uber, Supreme and I would use car services often.) He continued, “I got you and your sisters a VIP table (me being all pregnant and all, he wanted to make sure I didn’t have to stand) reserved for her Saturday show.” What. In. The. Entire. F*ck?! I almost fainted, but not before screaming “HOW IN THE WORLD DID YOU DO THAT?! ALL OF HER SHOWS ARE SOLD OUT!!!” And in the coolest, calmest, most Supreme-like way he said: “Baby, I got connections. You know that.” I instantly started crying, thanked him and hugged & kissed him and ran around our loft like a five year old on Christmas morning. I then called up my sisters instructing them that they HAD to take off work because “WE’RE GOING TO SEE BEYONCE IN CONCERT!” So flights were booked, and they arrived in Philly to me and the driver waiting in a huge SUV to pick them up, and we road tripped it to NYC in the pouring down rain and traffic, getting dangerously close to being late for the concert, but our driver was AMAZING and probably was an ex-NASCAR driver, because he got us there in record time, and we walked into the Roseland Ballroom with fast-beating hearts as we made our way through the packed theater, to our waiting VIP table, complete with our very own server. And Beyonce, in all her glory, came cascading across stage, belting out new and old songs, as we all sang along, misty-eyed and grateful for the experience. I would often touch my belly throughout her concert, wondering if Zé was enjoying the music as much as we were.
(Fun Fact: I walked down the aisle to the song “1+1” which was on Beyonce’s 4 Album. 🙂
And I was able to dig up one picture of me at the concert, wearing a colorful dress I got from H&M that summer. And it’s blurry because it was taken with my trusty blackberry that I had back then:
But I digress. That was the last concert that I have gone to, but it certainly will not be the last! In the meantime, I can start planning outfits for the next concert I attend. And below, I put together some looks for inspiration for you when you go to your next concert too:
And if you’re feeling a littler fancy:
Okay so who else is ready to attend a concert now?! Jay Z is about to go on tour…hmm…
Did you see anything you liked? Have a wonderful week Fabbies!