This wasn't supposed to be this hard!

So what do two unashamed Backstreet Boys fans do when they come to town? Well we pack up and go, of course. But little did we know the long, painful, arduous journey we were about to embark on…

The day started off smooth. I made us French toast for breakfast. Sweet, unhealthy French toast with vanilla extract and cinnamon involved. We went to Target and TJ Maxx for even sweeter clearance deals and then had major girl makeup time. I demonstrated how wonderful Suave Dry Shampoo is. I know there are better more expensive options out there but this is less than $3 and AHH-MAZING. I used to only dream of what it would be like to not have to wash my hair every day and now I live it! It has a pleasant lemon scent and it doesn’t look chalky or flaky at all. Not only does it absorb oil, but it actually adds body to my hair, makes it so much more manageable, and provides a nice shine. I love it.

So there we were: a beautiful Saturday afternoon, very cute, free windshield cleaning at the gas station for customer appreciation day.. ready to go. When we arrived at the coliseum at a reasonable time, we unfortunately had to wait in the heat in a CROWD that just continued to multiply and surround. We turned into sweaty beasts that were desperate and this finally started making sense to me. It was so hot for so long but we made it!


Then there was the opening act for the opening act..


Next was Matthew Morrison who plays Schuester on Glee. He did a cover of Gold Digger, which I appreciated most.


Then it began. The screaming. The deafening, ear-exploding, painful, make-a-nice-girl-wanna-fight, screaming. Backstreet Boys were on this tour with New Kids On The Block (didn’t care/never got into them) and it became very apparent very early that they were the headliner and that their fans were there in great abundance. In crazy, screaming abundance.

See, Jamie and I got spoiled at our last BSB concert! It was outside so any unnecessary screaming got absorbed and we didn’t have to deal with that. We had fifth row seats and my favorite bsb offered me his hat when it rained. It was all so…. Easy. This was hard!


These guys and their fans made this so difficult for us.


New Kids fans brought it, though. They seriously took it back with 80’s outfits- neon tights, tie-dye shirts, side ponies, etc. ...And there we stood with our hands covering our ears as we had to go into full protection mode of our hearing. We just didn’t know what we were getting ourselves into. It was a testament of our loyalty. It really was.