About three years ago my friend, John Guzman, wanted me to go stand in line with him at Sephora to meet someone named Lady Gaga. I did not know much about this 'Gaga' character and wasn't very interested. As the summer went on I kept hearing her song "Just Dance" on the radio and the more I heard it the more I liked it.
I will not lie, I was not on the Lady Gaga bandwagon from the start. I didn't dislike her, I just hadn't fallen in love with her yet.
The turning point in my life was when "Poker Face" hit the radio as her single. I could not get enough of that song. At that point I needed more. I needed to hear more of her music, know more about her, everything. It was like I could no longer breathe unless I had more Gaga in my life.
I finally got her first CD, "The Fame" and started falling in love.
On November 23rd, 2009 my life was changed forever. John & I found out Lady Gaga was going to be at Best Buy in LA to sign autographs with the release of her new album, "The Fame Monster." We knew we had one mission in life at that point...TO MEET LADY GAGA.
We spent a day picking out outfits then went to sleep as early as we could. We woke up at 4:30 am and got ready for our ventures. We arrived at Best Buy to find HUNDREDS of people already lined up all around the building. There was no organization to what was going on and no one really knew where the line started. So John & I knew that we had to split up. He stood on one side of the building in one line while I stood in the other line on the other side of the building.
As the morning went on the cops showed up and started moving people around. There were threatening to shut down the event and arrest people who were not cooperating. I then called my mother and said, "there is a good chance I may get arrested today. Just FYI incase you get a collect call later." She understood completely and wished me luck.
Finally around 8:30 am we got our tickets. We were in the group of the last 15 tickets #382 & #383 out of 400 tickets. Thank goodness I didn't listen to the cops, we would have never made it!
Through the day we stood in line and met many AMAZING little monsters who become some really good friends. Then the moment happened. The moment where I knew everything in my life would change and I would fall in love forever. I met Lady Gaga. She gave me a hug and signed my CD. I smuggled a second CD in for my bestie Michael Berger. I asked, "Lady Gaga, my gay husband couldn't make it, could you sign a CD for him?" She said, "Of course, what's his name?" And signed my second CD. She was beautiful and petite in a large black suit, black sunglasses, and red lipstick.
I then became OBSESSED with her. I love how crazy she has always been. She never was anyone who cared about what she looked like, her image, or how she looked. Gaga was always different, pushed limits, and was very fashion forward.
I started to read more of her interviews and watch more of her on TV. I cried when she explained what the Monster Ball was and what it stood for with her fans. It's a place where all the freaks can come and be on the inside, be who you are, or who you want to be. A place where no one will judge you for how you dress, act, look. Somewhere where you don't get discriminated on for race, age, or sexual orientation. Everything is excepted because baby, YOU WERE BORN THAT WAY...[now dance you mother fuckers!]
The night I attended the Monster Ball I cried at the first song. I sang "Dance In the Dark" as loud as I could while Mama Monster was on stage dancing her heart out. As soon as I felt a tear run down my face I knew I was happy and I knew that I was home. I danced until my feet bled put my paws up through the entire concert. I was in the Staples Center surrounded by thousands of people who were all there to feel accepted, feel loved, and see someone that made everyone feel like they are okay.
I cannot wait until March where I can go back to the Monster Ball and celebrate again with thousands more little monsters. Dance all night and throw our paws up until the end. I am a verified little monster and proud of it.
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