What to wear to a Nickel Creek concert

Nickel Creek, with Josh Ritter
August 14th @ 7:30pm
Koka Booth Amphitheatre, Cary, NC

E. wore:



I wore:



There are some musicians that you should just feel honoured to watch perform. Like Bob Seger, or Reba McEntire. Or Dolly Parton, or Queen (while Freddie was still alive, of course). There are artists who just take music and performing to a whole different level. It's a surreal experience--an unforgettable one.

Nickel Creek, to me, is like that. The honour that I felt sitting in my folding chair ten rows from the front as Nickel Creek came out onto the stage nearly swelled out of my body and into the air around me. I've been a fan of Nickel Creek since I was a middle school and I have wanted to see them for nearly as long, and when they broke up in 2007, I was crushed. I thought I had lost my opportunity to experience something great.

And then, this year, they got the band back together. And I about had a meltdown and bought tickets and then asked one of my all-time favourite people, E., to come with me, since she lives about 45 minutes from Cary. And she said yes, so we went! I was thrilled; I haven't seen E. since last August, and we haven't had time to chat much in the last few months. My mom loves E. and has noted once or twice that whenever I'm around E. she brings out something better in me. Stronger, wiser, nicer. She's one of three people with whom I can tolerate a long road trip. She never makes fun of my weird eating habits. Everyone should be so lucky to have a friend like E.

So between spending my evening with E. and seeing some of the most exceptional musicians on the planet, I feel very honoured indeed.

Pupped up kicks

Top: bought in Ohio | Pants: Target | Shoes: Nike Lunarfly+ 3

Have you ever seen The Princess Diaries? If so, then you probably know the part where Mia says she's more of a yoga doing, rockwall climbing, horseback riding kind of exerciser. And If you gleaned anything from the fact that I remember that, then you can probably guess that I too am a yoga doing, rockwall climbing, horseback riding kind of exerciser. (Throw curling in for good measure.) I've never been a fan of straight up cardio; running or walking for the sake of it has never really interested me, and I hate how solitary it is. It's like confinement to me. But I don't really like exercising with other people either, because I'm a fatty and I feel like I'm being judged. But I've started walking (2.5 miles today!) and any judgment I might receive on the trail today is negated by the fact that I have the perfect walking mate. Does she stop right in front of me and refuse to move sometimes? Well, yeah. But she doesn't care how much I weigh, and she doesn't tell me to speed it up, but she's always willing to keep going. She's perfect.