An evening with Taylor Swift

I just wanted to update you all and let you know that I recently had a life-changing experience.

Last night I saw Taylor Swift live, in all of her red-lipped glory, at the 1989 Tour stop in Indianapolis. Say all you want about Taylor only writing whiny songs about break-ups, but her 1989 album is a solid record. It's a great pop album.

I've been to several concerts in my lifetime, but none of this magnitude. This is the first time I've seen a musical artist at their most popular and let's be honest, Taylor Swift could not be any bigger or more popular. You could tell by the pause she took while ascending the stage that she was already overwhelmed by the crowd's reaction. I can't even imagine what that must feel like: The intense love and adoration from people she's never even met, the thousands of fans that know all of the words to all of the songs that she wrote, the deafening applause and screaming.

We sat in the nosebleed section, so she was mostly a beautiful little blob. Thank goodness for jumbotrons! 

One thing I like about Taylor Swift is that she seems very gracious and very well aware of the charmed life she's living (not to say that she doesn't have struggles and that being famous isn't hard and exhausting in ways we will never understand). She doesn't take it for granted.

I purchased the tickets to her show back in January and didn't even bother asking Clayton if he wanted to go with me ("I'll take a hard pass," he'd said). I asked Ireli if she'd be my date and it was a win-win because not only did I get to jam out with my clam out with one of my best friends, it was her very first concert.

A sold-out Taylor Swift show for your first concert experience? Not too shabby.

We had such a great time! Honestly, we talked through the entire opening act (I only knew one of Vance Joy's songs and despite his curly hair and cute accent, catching up with my friend was much more fun). Then after waiting for what seemed like an eternity, the room went dark and the opening chords of "Welcome to New York" filled the arena.

This was incredible. Everyone's seat had a light-up bracelet that would change colors during different songs. I tried to comprehend the technology needed to make 14,000 bracelets light-up on cue for 2 hours, but then my brain started to hurt.

UGHSLDKFJLKD. I don't even know how to articulate how amazing it was. Home girl's vocals were on point and her stage presence is unrivaled (except maybe by early 2000s Britney Spears). As cheesy as it sounds, it was impossible not to get swept away by the magic of it all. It was like a dream. A fantastic, epic dream.

Her special guest for the Indianapolis show was The Band Perry (#nobigdeal) and we darn near lost our minds singing along to "If I Die Young." SO MANY FEELINGS. 

We snuck a quick selfie in front of the 1989 Tour semi before everyone was yelled at to get out of the street.

I tried to recap the experience for Clayton later that night, but I had a hard time coming up the right words. At one point during my passionate ramblings, he stopped me and said, "The last time I heard you this excited, you were describing a doughnut."