It started back in September. Gaga FINALLY announced her North American Tour dates and that was it….I would be going. She never added San Diego to her hit list, so LA it would be. I would now like to share with you my long-winded story of great anticipation and the epic delivery of everything that went into this incredible event. So, sit back, grab a refreshment, and hang on tight!
Tickets sold out presale, and I needed 3 floor tickets. As soon as tickets went live, I was online and ready to go, but it didn’t matter, all the tickets were gone. Plan B–operation Stub Hub…very unfortunate, but at least we got what we wanted for way more then the ticket price ><
The dreams kicked in full-force the night before the ticket purchase and continued on till the event. Now, I wasn’t dreaming about the show EVERY night, but there are at least a solid 6-7 dreams I can recall…only one being a complete nightmareish disaster. The nightmare, however, happened to have an element of prophecy because she did end up riding into the crowd on a horse
The time of anticipation (although great) went by in a flash. Life has been so chaotic that I was scrambling at the last minute to put together an outfit! I initially wanted to purchase this:
But…it was kind of expensive, and I had already spent a pretty penny on my ticket.
So, I decided to replicate this (which I interpret as outer space) as much as I could! I started with posting teasers the day of the concert:
I decided to do space-avatar-looking makeup…yepI don’t wear lipstick…but when I do, I do for Lady Gaga.
Now, before I go any further, I have to tell you about the mix up of plans. You see, things can always get hairy when you’re planning things with other people, but I figured everything would be cool and smooth because the three of us who went had laid out our cards from the get go: ME–>I liked the idea of being there early–maybe even the night before–and trying my chances at getting into the monster pit (which is in front of the floor and closest to the stage). Now, it wouldn’t be great chances, only about 275 people get the wristbands out of the entire show, but I was still hoping and thinking I’d have a good as chance as any! GIRL 2–>wanted to do whatever, or was willing to do whatever and GIRL 3–>would have to meet us there in the afternoon, but said she was fine with taking a train up and having us pick her up. We were supposed to plan, since we had since September, but you know how it goes…we ended up planning and coordinating the week before. Girl 2 decided she no longer wanted to go (one week before the concert) because she felt as though she had to choose who to go down with. Basically, she didn’t want to go early and she didn’t want to ride the train. This really threw me off and I was pretty bummed that she felt that way. Even though I REALLY didn’t want to, I caved and said we could all leave together, whenever she wanted. She thought about it for a couple days and decided that that’d be fine and she’d still go. So, we left at 1:25pm Sunday afternoon, ate at the Yardhouse by the Staples Center, and got into line about 4:45pm. Regardless of the mixups, we were all going to have a good time, and I was excited to be there with my friends. The energy and people watching was exquisite. Everyone is done up to the nines, and although some could be quite annoying, for the most part, everyone was really nice.
We are finally let into the venue and we run to the floor to get awesome spots. To our surprise, we get really close, about 3 people back from the metal gate and very close the walkway of the stage. I was stoked!! After Lady Starlight, I was determined to get some energy out, so I went to the back by the sound booth to get some dancing in (since I new I would only be jumping, bopping, and star-struck O.O once Gaga came on) and thoroughly enjoyed Madeon for that reason!
One of my other friends came and found me after his set and we decided we could see everything a bit better from a little farther back. I went to get some water, but when I got back, I couldn’t find either one of my friends, but I did compliment a pretty red-haired lady on her art sleeve in the process. While I continued to try and find my friends…and call them, the red-haired ANGEL came up to me and asked me if I was there alone. I explained to her my situation and she then said, “well, if you don’t think you’re friends would mind to meet up with you after the show, (I heard this last part in slow motion) I–h-a-v-e–o-n-e–l-a-s-t–m-o-n-s-t-e-r–p-i-t–w-r-i-s-t-b-a-n-d–t-o–g-i-v-e” I cried, she gave me the sweetest hug and then took me by the hand and lead me into the monster pit. She then gave me another hug and wished me a good time.
And that my friends, is anything you wish to call it:
Whatever it was…I’m grateful, but I also can’t neglect that I kind of had this underlying belief and strong will to get in…I had a feeling…OoooOOooh Sometime’s I getta good feeling, yea!
Now, if I could only determine if it was random or my AWESOME 30+minute dance session with my shadow and the strobe lights!!
I hope you enjoyed my little story. Here are some of my pictures. I was pretty freaking close and had an INCREDIBLE night. It was well worth all the money and is a night full of memories I will remember fondly!!
THE STAGE O.O
in the pit!!!!!!
She came in on a horse…and although I’m sure many thought it was real, it was fake
Boots I wore…boots that held everything I needed for the night!!
Thanks for reading!! It was back to the grind the very next day!! I felt like I had a Gaga-hangover, but it was very pleasant, more like spinning and fluffy clouds.
Oh, and here’s the AWESOME video I caught. Heavy Metal Lover in its entirety+SPEECH!!!