I’m not sure I’ve ever seen a concert that made me so damn proud to be a woman.
I’m talking about an entire band made up of all females (including a guitarist with wild pyrotechnics)
I’m talking about a full roster of gorgeous female dancers (save for Les Twins)
I’m talking about a singer/dancer/performer/mother who managed to come off humble, strong, funny, hardworking, sexy, delicate, feminine, kind, emotional, confident, and happy all in one show.
At one point?
Beyonce actually sang a lyric about perfection while joking about her arm fat flapping in the wind(!). Yes, she sang the theme song to The Jeffersons. Yes, her ass looked incredible in a full length blue sequined jumpsuit. Yes, FLOTUS and her gorgeous daughters were in attendance. And in the middle of ‘If I were a boy,’ she mashed up the chorus with Bittersweet Symphony and it elevated the song to absolute greatness.
‘Love on top’ just killed it for me and I’m fairly certain it always will…those powerful lyrics makes me want to dance, shake that ass, and sing as loud as my lungs will let me. So that’s just what I did.
I loved watching this woman, this absolute powerhouse, raise up every single person in attendance with love and with music. How great to see what she’s doing in this world. How incredible, this life she is living, and sharing, with us. How kick ass to take all of that energy and grace she bestowed, wrap it around our shoulders like a warm jacket, and wear it tomorrow?