Leslie Jordan modeling Britney Spears merch while dancing to her music? Uh, did someone just pluck that idea directly from my brain? Not to be dramatic, BUT THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN. https://www.instagram.com/p/CAx5D2IgvRB/?igshid=1ph13rdm4403u

As you all know, I rarely let an opportunity to post this picture pass me by...

It was 12/31/17. New Year’s Eve, her final show in Vegas Residency. I got to go backstage and see the set and her costumes and everything too. We were all highly searched before meeting Britney. You could bring her letters/gifts, but you had to give them to her security before.

I met the costume designer and she said Britney sometimes would decide she wanted to cut up and change an outfit, but would decide to do it herself. I later asked her if Britney messing with her own costumes made her nervous. She said yes because one outfit started to unravel.

We got to meet Lynn in passing and say hi to her and Britney’s long time manager. She actually thanked us all for supporting her daughter. I saw that show so many times I once ended up in the pit next to Britney’s young niece who was dancing like no tomorrow. It was way too cute.

Lady Gaga was at one of the shows. Even tho she waited til the lights were down, we all knew it was her right away when she walked in because the silhouette was SO over the top just to sit in an audience. Lmao. I bet the person sitting behind her was pissed.

My Britney obsession is just one of the many “Wait, you’re not being ironic?” things about me.

The night I met Britney was wild in terms of my normal life. I got drunk and screamed “FUCK 2017! FUCK TRUMP!” over and over while standing barefoot out on my Planet Hollywood balcony at midnight with my friend Jen. It was a Vegas so no one batted an eye.

And 2 guys got engaged in front of Britney RIGHT before us, and we had already made friends with em in the line. Me and Jen are eating at a restaurant later & they were one table over! So of course I bought their dinner in celebration. I had only met them like 2-3 hours before.

When me and Jen would do our Vegas Britney trips, that was my escape from the shittiness that was going on in my life at the time. It may sound weird to give credit to such a “shallow” thing, but it truly saved me. It was the only time I could kinda check out of the craziness.

(The craziness was my Mom having early onset Alz, and both of my parents getting sick and dying within less than 2 years.) Not trying to end this thread on a heavy note, but it’s just true. It’s why I have such a love for Britney now and why I always will.