Yes, you read that title correctly. I’ve got it. I never expected to catch it. In fact, I think I’ve been inoculated against it. But nevertheless, it’s made its way into my bloodstream.
I have Bieber Fever.
Yesterday, Mary Claire and I went to see the JB movie. The boys opted for “The Green Hornet,” and I have to admit I was a little bummed I chose the perceived short straw.
“I’m NOT going to see Justin Bieber,” Chris declared. And that was that. A girls’ day out was born.
While we were waiting for the movie to begin, Mary Claire leaned over to me and whispered, “I can’t wait until I’m sixteen so I can go to the movies with all my friends.” Apparently, I was not her idea of the perfect date. Whatever.
When the lights dimmed, I could feel the excitement emanating from my 10-year-old. She’s a hard-core, unapologetic Bieber fan. She couldn’t wait for this movie experience.
“It’s in 3D,” I told her before we left. “Will you be able to control yourself if he actually comes out of the screen and into your lap?”
(Insert dramatic eye roll.)
I must explain that I’m not normally a fan of Bieber-ish music. Although my tastes are eclectic, they lean more toward the Indigo Girls/Brandi Carlile/Avett Brothers side of the spectrum.
But I must now admit that a 17-year-old pop star stole my heart yesterday. (And not in that inappropriate, Dave Matthews-like way.)
Here’s the thing… he’s the kind of kid I like. He’s enthusiastic, down-to-earth, driven, and talented. I’ve never seen a 3-year-old beat on a drum set like little Bieber used to. He plays a multitude of instruments, he’s witty and smart, and he does that cute little hair toss.
His story is such a great one, too. That meteoric rise to fame was powered almost exclusively by devoted fans and social media.
The kid’s got moxie.
I don’t know if I’ll learn all the words to his songs, but I definitely have a new respect for him.
That’s a good thing, I suppose, because Mary Claire is pretty convinced that he’ll be my son-in-law someday. And if she has an ounce of his tenacity, I might just believe her.
Does that make me a Be-lieber?