As I’m writing this I’m also celebrating the year milestone of meeting my celebrity crush. A certain punk icon turned writer, actor, and speaker.
Up until meeting him I tried and failed several times to get him to be on my radio show when he was in the area.
Always I received a polite email from his manager that his schedule prevented him from doing so.
I’m gonna be honest, I volunteer at a community radio station. I don’t think I’m a high priority for any musician when they’re in town. But that doesn’t stop me from asking.
I always ask.
I almost always hear no.
And… I’m ok with that.
So… when said punk icon was coming to speak nearby- I bought tickets and made a weekend of it. Two nights before the event I received an email that because I bought premium seats I was also invited to a meet and greet.
Yup… it was happening.
The meet and greet was only a half hour and there were a whole lot of guidelines to follow.
Of the folks in the room I’m here to say I was not like the others and was uncomfortably aware. However, I promised myself I was going to be me.
Before you went up to meet said icon his manager reminds you of the rules.
I smiled and shook my head.
My turn came and it was surreal. It was kind of crazy that voice.
We argued a bit about a song he wrote.
Then it was time to take the picture…
I asked him if we could do something different.
He said he would try.
Could we do a prom pose?
This very serious man got the biggest grin.
He was all in.
Afterwards we talked some more and he waved at us when he got on stage that night.
Later that week I sent him an email with the picture thanking him.
A few more emails. Some incredible advice and from this whole experience I gained this…
It is incredibly easy to not be you. It is incredibly easy to be so afraid of no, you never ask. It is incredibly easy ESPECIALLY with social media to buy into all the things everyone thinks you shouldn’t be.
To buy into all the things you shouldn’t do.
We all do it.
But if I hadn’t been unapologetically myself… well, for starters I wouldn’t have gotten to take a prom pose picture with Henry Rollins.
I wouldn’t be writing this blog
I wouldn’t be going to California at the end of May- my first trip without my daughter. She’s eleven (!)
Every day I have to remind myself.
Don’t listen to the static.
And I’m gonna remind you right now Mommas… you are fantastic. You are amazing. You are all that and a bag of chips.
You are not free salsa. You are guacamole Mommas. GUACAMOLE!