Getting ready for our concert this weekend started a long time ago. After meeting my new BFF Lila at the Homecoming events, we joined forces and put on the American Idol Finale Results Watching Party at Seau’s Restaurant for the San Diego fans. We had a great time working together and found we were of like-mind when it comes to Adam. Yes we are totally obsessed and captivated by him, but not in a fangeek way. We just both recognize the need to nurture the child still in both of us.

Let me tell you first that we both have the benefit of working out of our homes. So when the need to run out for something hits, our time is flexible. Having this luxury, we decided on the spur of the moment to drive up to Los Angeles (150 miles north) to pick up our official Adam shirts for the concert. You know, the one Adam wore for the Top 8 results show after singing Mad World? The black and white striped one with the multicolored lips? I got that exact shirt and Lila got a solid black version. (I bet you’re starting to wonder where the “I Kissed the Striped Pants” part is, right? Be patient.)

A few weeks later, after the birthday poster project was announced on this web site, we started getting serious. We struck out to Michael’s to find feathers, glitter and poster boards. We then made some of the most beautiful glitter-swirl posters. Lila really has a way with a glitter bottle. Since she’s wearing a chain necklace that has peacock feathers on it, I had to join in and embellish the chain belt I’m wearing with peacock feathers too. Next, we hit the party stores to gather up blue light sticks and glow necklaces. Gotta be ready for the appropriate Mad World response.

Then it was time to think about our outfits. We both wanted to glam and stud it up, but not go overboard. We thought about leather jackets, but this is July in San Diego. Are you serious?? We listened to Adam’s command to not spare the blue, black and silver, and have glitter everywhere. We cracked ourselves up until we were crying thinking about leaving a trail of glitter spilling behind us as we walk through the Sports Arena. Then when the security tries to bust us, we’ll say “no, we didn’t do that.” But the trail of glitter will lead right to our seats. Kind of like Hansel and Gretel. And we’ll probably be covered in glitter by this point from our posters too. You get the picture. (Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten about the Striped Pants.)

Throw in another trip to the stores to find the right peacock blue nail polish for our toes, and black for our fingers, the right glitter hair spray, glitter make up, blue-eye enhancing mascara, the right black eyeliner, and anything else we could think of, short of rhinestone eyewear. I told you we weren’t fangeeks!

This story ends with finding the perfect wardrobe. I’m wearing black capris (don’t want to go too out of character), the striped shirt, the perfect black studded vest, my peacock feather silver chain belt and black gun metal sandals. Lila is dressing up her black Bermuda shorts with either her black Lips shirt or the Café Press Glambs shirt she designed, an incredible black studded belt, feather jewelry and the most perfect black studded spike shoes, thanks to smart eBay shopping. Oh we can’t wait for Saturday!!

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And now for the best part – how I Kissed the Striped Pants. Thanks for waiting. While we were up in Los Angeles to get our shirts at JoyRich Clothing on Melrose, we decided to do some shopping. After all, this is an incredible trendy shopping area, and we didn’t drive 2 ½ hours to turn around and go home. So as we’re checking out several shops, we’re attracted by the leather jackets we see inside one. We go inside, see that there’s a tattoo booth in the back, and check out the jackets. They were pretty expensive. We turn to check out some of the other clothing racks and what do we see? THE STRIPED PANTS! We looked at each other, our eyes popped open and our jaws dropped. OMG – these are Adam’s pants!! We both were speechless. I held them to me, closed my eyes and imagined. We toyed with the idea of trying them on, but nah. Didn’t want to cross that line. So I checked out the price tag – hmmm - $69. And the label read Lip Service. So I did the fangirly thing and before putting them back I kissed them. Where? In the store of course. Oh, where on the pants? You let your imaginations run and you’ll probably be right!
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~Carol - Fan Club Leader ~

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