I always thought concerts were better with best friends rather than boyfriends. A group of girls, not afraid to get silly. There would be lots of dancing and fun, screaming and laughing in a way men never seem to understand.
So you can imagine my apprehension last night when I went to NYC to see my favorite English Indie band, Bloc Party with my boyfriend.
He bought the tickets. He drove. He searched for parking in the crazy streets, and I just kept my fingers crossed that the evening would be a success sans best-girl-friend.
And after a few hours of bouncing and ponging with the crowd. After throwing my arms up and holding my too-long damp hair on top of my head to cool off from the amazing show, I looked around and realized it was...
The. Best. Show. I'd. Ever. Been .To.
Maybe it was the band.
Or maybe... it was the fact I realized the best accessory for a good time at the rock show isn't necessarily a girl-best-friend.
It's a freedom you can only find when you realize you're completely comfortable in your surroundings, and the person you're with. Boyfriend, or not.
The inspiration for this Blog Party found here.