OK... so I went to go see my English Boy Crush tonight. Yes, he's still "all that" along with his black sidekick. Yup. They both still look damn good.
What made me dance and sing with delight was when these songs were played I knew the lyrics, and knew when to clap/pose/dance mid song (revealing MTV 80's hey day). Most people there were slightly unsure of what music was even being played let alone what to do with it. They were in their 20's and early 30's dressed like they were going somewhere refined wearing heals and nice shirts. All they knew was that it was the place "to be."
Enter us rusted out 40-50 somethings who knew what we were getting into. Yeah, our clothes/style *rocked* the younger set who secretly wished they could be confident enough to wear what we wore. The youngsters were trying too hard to impress and make a statement. We 40-50's were comfortable, but yet classy, and most of all FUN. I guess it's because we did not take ourselves so seriously. We were there simply to reminisce good times, dance, and have a cocktail or two. We owned the concert:) A little bit of free advice to the younger set: Never wear heals to a music/dance fest. Even if you decide to kick off your shoes, the floor is sticky with spilled beer and chances are your shoes will never be found.
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