I don’t necessarily get to make it to quite a few of the concerts that I would like to attend because of a few reasons:
- My work life is too hectic to plan for a concert.
- Tickets can be ridiculously expensive.
- WareBear and I are poor married college student.
- I would rather not eat ramen noodles.
- I’m just not made for every concert I think I am made for.
For my birthday (in t-minus 21 days), I have requested Macklemore & Ryan Lewis tickets for November 30 at the Verizon Theatre At Grand Prairie. I really really want to see them live and would like to rock some faux fur to the concert just for shits and giggles.
Last night as I was browsing the interwebs and checking the Dallas Observer, I decided to pity myself in concert envy. I browsed through the different galleries and pretended like I was there enjoying every moment of each concert (except for the BSB, I’m an *NSYNC lady) until I hit the jackpot of photos.
I had to work the evening of the Lil Wayne concert in Dallas and couldn’t make it. Every once in a while, I like a good hood rich moment for myself; WareBear not so much. I digress…I hit the jackpot with the first concert photo for the Lil’ Wayne concert in Dallas.
My older sister at the Lil’ Wayne concert. My 37 year old sister AT THE LIL’ WAYNE CONCERT. I won’t even mention the guy she’s with (I’m not one to judge, but we don’t see eye to eye on him), but this hooker was at the concert.
I laughed. I called her and laughed in her face. I judged her outfit, I’m her sister – I’m allowed to do that. I judge his outfit, because I’m a bitch. I laughed again.
Suddenly, I became insanely jealous. This hooker was at the Lil’ Wayne concert. I lost a little of my dignity and ALL of my street cred.
And that’s how I realized that I need to step up my A game. I can’t let her outdo me on the concert front.
Just remember I’ll always be the cutest sister….
Game recognize game. Game recognize mothereffing game!
Hopefully, I’ll be on the Dallas Observer page one of these days.