I am sure most of you know my obsession with these guys:
Even though I try to keep the groupie side of me on my other Social Media, sometimes it slips through onto here.
I didn’t choose the Groupie life, the groupie life chose me.
One day I heard a song on the radio and fell in love with the voice and then the song with it’s cheeky catchy beat. A few days of hearing the song, but never the artist made me research them on Google.
This was my first glimpse of the voice I had fallen in love with:
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| A 12 year old boy (not quite) |
Ermmmm ok….. Not what I expecyed. My first thoughts were: “They are SO YOUNG”
Proceed to watch the music video, love it, google them, watch all their interviews and that was that. I was smitten.
3 years later, look how my baby has grown up:
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| Liam Hotness Payne |
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| “I want you” |
I recently became the proud owner of this lovely perfume, which surprisingly does not smell like a 12 year old high on Candy Floss.
My dad and I had an hour long conversation about these boys and their success and I told him that my new life’s mission is to see them perform live.
Yesterday, I decided to stop saying it, and do it. I am going to see One Direction. Live. At Wembley Stadium.
I can’t contain my excitement!!! I have to keep looking at this photo to make sure it really happened.
Go ahead, judge me. I won’t care over the ear-splitting grin and inward shreaking
I even entered a competition to see them live at Madison Square Gardens in New York, but sadly didn’t win. If you feel like a good chuckle, here is the video.
Is it just me who hates the sound of their own voice? Apparently your brain alters the way you sound – why? Why doesn’t it just alter our vocal cords to sound better?
Cocktails & Memories 