We would have checked into the Renaissance Hotel NYC 57 where I'm sure I would have taken pictures of every lamp and pillow. There most likely would have been a Pretty Woman scene take place in the bathtub, complete with mountains of bubbles and a horrible rendition of Prince's "Kiss".
We would have toured the City before heading to the Highline Ballroom today.
This is when I would start to have heart palpitations and would need the assistance of a paper bag. This is when I would grab my husband's arm a lot and say "Can you believe it?!"
Then I would have met her.
We would have enjoyed a rather fabulous concert by the amazing Christina Perri and I would have had numerous pictures taken with her. We would have been BFFs. It would have happened. But alas, I did not win the contest to fly to NYC, stay in a luxurious hotel, and meet Christina Perri. I did not win the chance to make Ms. Perri my BFF.
Sigh.
I shall continue to enjoy her music from the comforts of my living room ... the floor littered with blocks, Princess shoes, Honeycomb crumbs, and puddles of water my 6 year old just knocked over in one her cheer routines. I shall continue to fight the volume battle, and strain to hear her talented vocals over SpongeBob and "Let's Gooooo" cheers { over and over and over again }.
Sigh.
{ Since Google is embedding my video as a big black box, you must go HERE to enjoy one of my favorite songs }
