Oh my goodness, oh my goodness. Vampire Weekend. Can I just have Ezra Koenig's luscious curly-brown hair in a jar? Is that weird? Seriously though the concert was AH-mazing, and I was pleasantly surprised at the diversity of their crowd. My friend and I were sandwiched right in between a misunderstood middle-schooler, who knew and shouted/cried every single one of their lyrics, and a classy couple in their late forties who were letting it loose out there with their dance moves.
Vampire Weekend is just perfection, though, and I love their whole vibe: old-school prep meets indie meets hotness. Anyway, I just wanted to give you guys an update on my journey in conquering 101 goals; oh, and below is a picture of my friend and I basking in our "what just happened", after-concert glow.