WARNING: Massive fangirling ahead; read at own risk
Confession: I am an original Jonas Brothers fan. I fondly remember my middle school days consumed with reading every book about Kevin, Joe, and Nick, buying every album, learning their favorite things, and memorizing their birthdays. People thought I was crazy. I preferred the term “fangirl.” I mean, yea, I did tape a poster of Joe’s face to the ceiling above my bed so I could look at it every night before I went to bed, but that’s totally normal, right? From Camp Rock to JONAS, to Married to Jonas, I was there through it all.
Fast forward to this past Thursday, my whole life was made. I did see the Jonas Brothers in concert when I was 11 right here in VA Beach, but this was a whole new level. I have since attended so many more concerts in my lifetime and hands down, this one was definitely in my top 3. I felt my soul leave my body and it was the most beautiful experience. If you’ve ever been part of a fanbase as strong as the Jonas Brother fandom, you know the feeling of overwhelming excitement and joy that fills your heart when those lights go down, the base booms through the speakers, and the first chord strikes. The first moment when you see the band right in front of your eyes, whether in the nosebleeds or on the floor, your heart stops. At least mine did. Pretty sure I blacked out during the whole first song.
When I finally came back to life, I sang and danced at the top of my lungs for the rest of the night. So much so, that I lost my voice for the next couple days. So worth it! I’m STILL reeling in the emotions and feelings of seeing my first ever celebrity crush live in concert. From celebrating Joe’s 30th birthday with thousands of our closest friends, to nostalgia of throwback songs, to finishing the night by chasing down their cars on the busy night streets of D.C. this was easily the highlight of my life to date. Now I can’t wait to go back and do it all again.