Dear Ms. Spears,
Thank you so much for changing my life on March 24, 2009. It was the most phenomenal thing I had ever seen in my life that more than made up for the fact that I was Tweet-blocked the whole time. Of course, I was only desperately seeking Twitter because it would have made it less awkward, the fact that I, a 30-year-old single ticket buyer through a shady craigslist transaction with a 21-year-old who was celebrating her birthday, was the lucky “single ticket” there at your concert in between two crowds of girls I didn’t know, all a generation younger.
Despite all this, I was there purely for the spectacle and the awesome lip-synced tunes, both of which you delivered full force. Granted, I was made more comfortable after 50-year-old-pretend-dad-but-really-loner showed up a row in front of me and beat me on the creepy single award.
Were there dancers that flew in cirque du soliel style after acrobats, jugglers, clowns and Pussycat Dolls opened the show? Check.
Did strippers dance on floating furniture while there was choreographed S&M happening? Was there a bollywood dance remix? Did you slow it down by singing in a giant umbrella? Check, check and check.
Was there a tower of fireworks?
Did you indeed deliver when you assured us that “I gotch your crazy” when you wished us all a Merry Christmas (50 second mark)? Was I a little gay for you by the end? Check on all accounts.
Aside from perhaps catching up at RFD afterwards and having you realize that you are actually my celebrity BFF, I think you’ve covered everything I expected from the night. I only wish I had more than just my camera phone.
Continue spreading the magic,
Selena
I still can’t believe how excited you were going into and coming out of this concert. I knew you’d enjoy it, but I did not expect you to find it life-changing. Well done, Britney, I guess.
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