Whatever Makes You Happy

Adam Lambert makes my mom very happy (see previous post.) So she bought two tickets to his Glam Nation tour date in San Diego and invited me to come along. We had a wonderful time together (her, Adam, and me as the third wheel) from which I'm pretty sure my mom still has not recovered.My mom looking so pretty and happy before the concert, and in case it doesn't come across in this picture, so glittery! She's flashing Adam's famous peace sign, and is wearing his even more famous gun metal nail polish. Go Mom!My mom and me at dinner before the show. But of course I got my glitter on too!Checking out the merchandise pre-concert.My mom modeling her new tee. Some video images before the show started. We thought we had first row tickets, but they ended up being in the first row of the Grand Tier. Oh well, still excellent seats.

Can I just pause here and say it was very enlightening to be at that concert with my mom. She easily conversed with many of the people seated near us (it was one big, ecstatic family from what I could tell), and I picked up on quite a lot by listening to them. For one thing, Adam is known as "impossibly beautiful" by those who love him. His die hard fans also consider themselves to be in "the other closet," in that they feel they must hide the extent of their devotion from family and friends to avoid being thought of as nuts. Awww! And his fans (including my mom, as I noticed for the first time sitting there waiting for the show to start) wear matching "Planet Fierce" wristbands in honor of His Glamness. I begged my mom to tell me what Planet Fierce meant, but a lady seated behind us leaned forward and told me, "Your mom has to keep some secrets." So funny! Oh, and another lady sitting behind us was someone my mom recognized from a fan website. What the?Unauthorized concert footage. Say what you want but that guy can sing, and he put on one heck of a great show.The security guards outside of the stage entrance after the show, where my mom and I waited and waited to catch a glimpse of Adam. And catch a glimpse we did. Those mean security guards tried to shoo us down the street, but my mom and I are rebels by nature (didn't you know), and because of our refusal to go anywhere, we ended up being the closest ones to the autograph barricade. When Adam finally did exit the stage door, he walked straight to my mom and gave her the first autograph. "Thank you for coming," he said sweetly to her. I was seriously afraid she was going to faint, especially after she told me she TOUCHED HIS WRIST. Damn my camera for being on the wrong setting (and shame on me for never ever reading my owner's manuals), but hopefully you can tell from these blurry shots that we were about as close to him as one can get without his bodyguards getting excited. Even I got excited, as you can probably tell. What can I say? Happiness is contagious.