So if you follow me on twitter you may already know (well chances you do, I did shout my gob off) that I was ever so lucky to see the goddess that is Beyonce perform at the O2 on Friday night. My beautiful (dedicated) friend Charlotte somehow managed to snag me and my friend Jo some of the best seats in the house, with the Queen B only being a matter of metres away, scream! My ultimate girl crush, Bey put on absolute killer of a show. I danced my jelly to Single Ladies, sang my heart out at Halo, screamed its 'Love On Top people!' before four songs that weren't, got shitfaced on cheap cocktails in the O2 Priority room, got serious thigh envy and have since decided to join her as a backing dancer - someones gotta do it eh?
Despite looking like a right mardy cow, I vamped up the glamour stakes and went with killer black skinnies, cream studded peplum and this beauty of a boucle jacket from H&M. I also threw on some seriously diva eyelashes and va va voomed hair (you can see here) but I choose not to scare you with those delights on a easy bank holiday. Hey, if you can't go glam and diva for Bey - when can you?
Mrs Carter was an ABSOLUTE legend and it pains me how I never went to see Destiny's Child perform, equally baffled as how she storms ahead with fifty tour dates non-stop *takes note for a booty like that!* I must admit I did nearly have a little 'girl crush weep' when she appeared on stage, having the entire stadium dancing and singing back her songs is no mean feat. Hell yeah to the B!
What was the last concert you went to? I wish I could go see Mumford and Sons!
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