Taking It Back … to the Day I Met My Boyfriend

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I decided to do another #TBT post this week, taking you back to the day I first met my boyfriend at a Gogol Bordello concert at the Williamsburg waterfront in Brooklyn.

During the band’s set, he stood in front of me and I clung on to him in order to avoid being toppled over by the jumping, swaying, pushing crowd. In the break between bands, I left the front of the crowd to find my friend Victor, who had come to the concert with me. I had given her my phone, so I ended up wandering around begging someone to let me borrow their phone. Eventually we reconnected and spent the rest of the concert sitting off to the sidelines. Before we left, I knew I had to try to find the “purple shirt guy,” as we referred to him–some young punk kid with a lip ring and a mass of curly hair. When I spotted him leaving the outdoor venue, I ran after him and made small talk. He said his name was Tom or something. I asked him if he wanted to get a cup of coffee sometime. After a moment’s hesitation, he told me he had a girlfriend. Although I appreciated his honesty, I didn’t want to hang around to find out more, so Victor and I bolted for the train station. We noticed that he got on the same train, in the same car. Our eyes met awkwardly. I stepped off the train first and ascended up the stairs into the Union Square terminal. He called out after me and gave me his band’s card, just in case. I looked at the card. His name was Todd.

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Me after being sweaty and shoved around in the front of the crowd at the Gogol Bordello concert where I met Todd.

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3 thoughts on “Taking It Back … to the Day I Met My Boyfriend

  1. Nikki

    I totally remember I was at your house when you told me about that day and everything that happened after!! Awwww 🙂 so happy with how things ended up!

  2. Joann Doka

    Awww… yes… I remember the day you went to that concert…. thank goodness cause Todd is awesome and so are you… happy you are happy together!

    • Funny, K and I met at a rooftop party in Brooklyn, and the first thing I noticed about him was his red t-shirt and the back of his very-curly-haired head.

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