So Phoebe (in the sunglasses) and I made the impulse decision to go see MCR’s Long Live the Black Parade tour in Boston. It’s been years since we’ve hung out, and as the former resident Emo Kids™ back in high school, this felt like a fitting reunion. All of it felt unreal and I’m still reeling.
I’ve NEVER cried at a concert before but I suppose there’s a first time for everything. .·°՞(っ-ᯅ-ς)՞°·. There are no words for how much this experience rocked us to the core with waves of nostalgia mixed with sheer delight at the absolutely unhinged new lore. They fucking cooked with the concept.
I wasn’t aware of how much each stop of the tour varied until now — Boston had some monumental changes to the lore AND also got
Gerard’s favorite B-stage setlist (DOUBLE FUCKIN VAMPIRES).
Also as former cello majors and stand partners, it was tremendously exciting to see a massive cello solo during the intermission. ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و
Just an over a month before the show we decided on a whim to dress the part after seeing photos trickling in from previous tour stops — since the new uniforms only debuted for this tour, we were one of the only people with the black-gold-red version instead of the original monochrome. Everyone was so sweet with their compliments ;__;
Phoebe hand-made her jacket and pants!! I wish everyone could see it in person, it’s so stunningly accurate. My jacket was one I found that looked similar enough but lacked any red, so she made me an arm patch and sparkly aiguilette to make it a little more LLTBP-coded. We were so glittery under the stadium lights. ⊹₊⟡⋆
Also I made us matching nails ৻( •̀ ᗜ •́ ৻)
(If anyone knows the person who made that gorgeous "Long Live" ribbon (I forgot to ask for their @), please let me know!)
