On Monday night, I had one hell of a birthday party. (More on this in an upcoming post.) After the clock struck midnight and it was officially my 7th consecutive 25th birthday, my friends and I all headed down the street to the Beauty Bar for a little karaoke and some (more) drinks.
Now, let me tell you, I have only started singing in front of my friends and family very recently. The first time I ever gave karaoke a whirl, it was eight years ago for my sister's birthday. About ten of us rented out one of those rooms, got ourselves a little liquor license and sang our hearts out until the sun came up. I chose Britney's "Oops I Did It Again" for my karaoke premiere and was fairly confident I would kill it.
I did not, in fact, kill it.
What did I do? Well, I'm still figuring that out all these years later. I went up there and what came out of me was a heavy metal scream set to Britney music. It was like Ozzy Osbourne had taken over my vocal chords, but what I lacked in ability, I made up for in dance moves. It was like I was having an epileptic seizure. I'm fairly sure my friends still haven't recovered. I know I haven't.
Years later, my sister and her husband got their own karaoke machine and then later, of course, Rock Band. Slowly, but surely, I found my voice. Vodka and Fleetwood Mac's "Landslide" helped. I became more comfortable, but I still wasn't ready to sing in front of strangers.
Until Monday night.
Yep, that's right. I mustered up all my courage, instructed my friends to (please, please, please) cheer me on and said what the hell. My friend Adriana - who works at the Beauty Bar and has a beautiful voice - sang backup and without her, I couldn't have done it.
If I do say so myself, we brought the house down to John (Cougar) Mellencamp's "Hurts So Good."
See for yourself...
Now I can't take all the limelight. You see, there is a new boy band in the making. You might think that is a blonde woman (or one of the Village People) singing up on stage with my friend Justin, but - no - that's my boyfriend. (In his defense, it was a costume party and like everything he does, he excels in the art of costume.)
Last, but oh-my-god-not-least, Autumn Vegas and our gorgeous friend Ana got up there and informed us all through song that we give love a bad name. Those two are natural performers. Check it out.
It was one fantastic night that I may or may not have paid for the next day, but you know what? It was worth it.
I felt like a (slightly tone deaf) star and everyone should feel like a star on their birthday.
In other news, Tillie over at the adorable she waits for whispers featured me on her blog (and made the cutest collage I just have to save). Please check it out. Xoxo