This year, Justin Timberlake held a 20 minute concert at Barclay Center and let MTV pass out some awards when he wasn’t wowing us with his singing and crisp dance moves. They called it the MTV Video Music Awards but we all know it was the Justin Timberlake Performs and Wins an MJ Award Show.
It reminded me (and everyone else) of the Beyonce concert during last years football game. Both legends performed like the rock stars that they are and both let their less successful former band mates join them for a “reunion.” I enjoyed both performances but this post is dedicated to my homeboy Justin Timberlake so let’s move on, shall we?
Like men who love big butts, I simply cannot lie. I love Justin Timberlake. I love him in ways that may be weird since he is who he is and I am…pretty much a creepy stalker.
Justin makes me giggle. I need to get it together. #vmas
— imtoofancy (@imtoofancyblog) August 26, 2013
But who cares?! I’ve been thisclose but not close enough to Justin Timberlake three times in my life and all three times were life changing.
The first time was when I was a youngen (but really, still much too old) and I stood outside TRL Live to catch a glimpse of JT’s glorious curls and all-around handsome face. He was there with *NSYNC but I was there for him and he knew it. I know he knew because when he looked out the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking Times Square, he looked at me. ME. Only me. We had a moment. It felt like I took a shot of expensive vodka because that moment certainly warmed my teenage heart.
The second time was at Yankee Stadium at the Legends of Summer Tour with Jay Z. I’m not much of a concert goer but this was the best concert I’ve ever been to. Seriously. Thanks to a kind seat neighbor who shared his inventory of goodies, I was able to enjoy Justin on a more spiritual level. Maybe it’s because I was feeling so spiritual that I am certain Justin was singing directly to me. Forget it! I know it’s true because I saw him look out into the audience and wink at me. Okay, fine I saw this on the jumbo screen because I wasn’t close enough but I was more than 100 yards away as per the restraining order. Joke! Restraining order states I should be 200 yards away, which I clearly was.
The third time was yesterday when he performed at Barclay Center. I live 3.69 miles away (coincidence? I think not) from the center and when I stepped outside, I could feel us sharing the same oxygen. Then I smelled something rotting but that was just Miley Cyrus’ career. Back to JT. We were THISmotherfuckingCLOSE. And yet still so far. His performed for twenty minutes and I paid attention the entire time. Because that’s what love is – paying attention when all you want to do is tweet how much you love JT. You can watch the entire performance here. I wasn’t able to post the entire video because it crashed WordPress. It was that awesome.
And then he did that dance move which I consider flirting.
And then he smiled at me. ME. Only me.
Okay, I’m off to take my anti-delerium meds.
There you have it. I’m obsessed with Justin Timberlake and I can’t help it. How about you? Are you a fan or do you have awful taste and think he should sit down and be quiet?