I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO MEET TAYLOR SWIFT FOR 9 YEARS: MY STORY (PLEASE REBLOG SO SHE SEES IT)
I started listening to Taylor’s music at 15, and I am now 24.
Much like Taylor and her mom Andrea, my mother and I are best friends. My mom tells me everything…so naturally, she told me about the talented young country artist who she saw perform in early 2006. Despite the small Wisconsin casino she sang in, and despite the fact that there were only about 60 people watching her that day, my mom knew that Taylor Swift was special.
My mom attempted to meet Taylor that day, but when she approached the people working the show, she was told that Miss Swift didn’t think anyone wanted to meet her and left! How wrong she was!
We bought her debut album the day it came out and I instantly connected with it. I can remember popping it into a Sony Walkman (please don’t judge me - this was long before iPhone 6 plus devices!) and running downstairs to tell my mom how much I related to “Teardrops On My Guitar” just seconds after listening to it the whole way through.
“She gets me mom. She really gets it,” I had said.
I’ve gone through a lot of changes since then, but I’ve had one strong constant in my life: Taylor’s music.
She has truly been there for me when no one else was.
She was there when I was 15 and would come home from high school crying because I didn’t fit in. She was present at the age of 17 the first time I got my heart broken. She was with me when I went off to college, and she by my side when I moved to Nashville in 2014 to attend graduate school at Vanderbilt.
I’ve made many attempts to meet Taylor. In addition to attending her 1st Grand Ole Opry show, I went to the Speak Now, RED (Ultimate VIP tickets), and 1989 (B-Stage VIP tickets) tours. Each time, I showed in full costume with large light up signs. I had an amazing time at each concert, but always left feeling a little discouraged. “Will I ever meet Taylor?” I wondered.
On February 5th, I FINALLY had the pleasure of meeting Taylor’s mom, Andrea at the 1989 Covers Concert in Nashville. She was absolutely LOVELY and promised to pass a note along to Taylor.
I had originally written the note to Andrea on a piece of receipt paper in case I didn’t get a chance to speak to her but could pass her something, and this is what it looks like:
I have covered up my phone # because you know, safety but the note does have my # on it!
I’m sure Andrea is a woman of her word, but I know that people sometimes get busy and forget so I thought I would attempt to contact Taylor in this format as well.
I know it would be a huge favor and very generous if Taylor or someone from her team called me, but I know that if it happened, it would be a life-changing experience for me.
I haven’t met you…and this is crazy…but Andrea is giving you my #…call me maybe?
Ha, just kidding….but not really!
IT WOULD MEAN SO MUCH. I’m so afraid that another 9 years are going to go by without being able to thank you in person for everything you’ve done for me.
If any fellow swifties could find it in their hearts to reblog this, I would really appreciate it.
Giovanna, Your fan of 9 years
