why do you smell like a french whore?

Lately I've been feeling lazy and tired. Over the weekend I went to go see Kate Nash Unplugged with my ghetto thug boo Naomi. 

 Naomi and I before the show.

we're much hotter in person. yeah we don't know how that's possible either...

We went on Friday which was National Day so traffic was fucking hell. I was freaking out because I hated everyone that was annoying me. I got sprayed with some water gun, some bitch sprayed my hair with soap/foam (but that was after the concert but still, WHO DOES THAT?!). So basically the set started off with some unknown guy and his two unknown friends, and Naomi and I could of cared less. His music was bland and irrelevant, I did some of his lyrics and his female backup singer. So fast forward and Kate comes on with her drummer Fern and guitarist Carmen.

This was the initial view we had. It was a pretty chill atmosphere. 

Around her second song she asked why everyone was so far away. (Basically all the cheap seats were in the back and Naomi and I sat at the very last row.) So then she asked whoever wanted to, to come up to the front of the stage (Where all of the VIP tables were. Those tickets cost about 3,000 AED). So then we were pretty much at her feet and sharing the same air.

 

See how close we are?!?!

Kate came out with this giant bow and this dress that resembled the UAE flag. She swore it was just a coincidence and after some research when Naomi and I got home we found out she's been wearing this dress for her whole tour. OUTFIT REPEATER. 

 

LOOK! KATE AND I ARE BESTIES! 

I told you i'm extremely attractive

She was singing to me. Her guitarist and I had some really sexual eye contact. After she finished her set I stole the set-list off of the stage. I would scan it because it's just purely hilarious, but my scanner is being silly. I don't know what else to particularly add to this post so I think I'll just add more tomorrow.

~ Lex