I went to see Rufus Wainwright in concert on Friday night. Some of know will already know that this man is God to me. Second time I'd seen him, and yet another life-affirming experience for little me. He did 14th Street. I cried. Like a bitch. Three times.
Him doing his Judy Garland stint:
Him looking daft on his last tour (I have these exact wings):
Him just looking luvverly:
I also met him afterwards, I asked him if I could have my picture taken with him but he said there were too many people and it wouldn't be fair, which was fair enough, but I got my ticket signed before he got swallowed up.
This is me being totally psyched a few minutes before he came out:
HE CAME OUT!! Well, he came out years ago, but you know what I mean:
Next time I'll get to hug him.
And now, I has toats.
xxVxx
Him doing his Judy Garland stint:
Him looking daft on his last tour (I have these exact wings):
Him just looking luvverly:
I also met him afterwards, I asked him if I could have my picture taken with him but he said there were too many people and it wouldn't be fair, which was fair enough, but I got my ticket signed before he got swallowed up.
This is me being totally psyched a few minutes before he came out:
HE CAME OUT!! Well, he came out years ago, but you know what I mean:
Next time I'll get to hug him.
And now, I has toats.
xxVxx
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sauda:
I love your entries. Call me dense, but I didn't know you worshiped Rufus Wainwright! I learned of him many moons ago when I dated a guy that came out himself two years after I broke up with him. Random tidbit, I know. 
2shadowland:
very cool image of the performance