I had meet and greet tickets that I was surprised with by my step-dad. It was at the Glendale, Arizona concert. We were waiting in the longest line. Then we saw black curtains, just like in the movie Never Say Never . I was shaking and almost started crying. Justin Bieber was a few feet away from where I was standing. My idol, my love, my obsession. We saw Kenny just standing there and I was freaking out inside. Then, the security guards said, “Okay who’s next?” We walked inside and I looked to my right and there he was. I couldn’t believe that my idol, the REAL Justin Bieber was in front of me. No cardboard cutouts, no computer screen, just him. I looked at him in the eyes and told him I loved him. He gave me a hug and then we took a picture. His arm was around me and I didn’t even realize what was happening to me. I walked out of the room shakin, crying and I also yelled out, “I love you Justin!” I will NEVER forget the feeling I had. He’s way more perfect in person. He’s an angel. I was BLOWN away by how flawless he really is. I love him. -@ abbierasmussen (in the purple) Original post: I had meet and greet tickets that I was surprised with by my…
My name is Lexi, and I’m from Phoenix, Arizona . I never EVER thought I would be sitting here writing my own Bieber experience. This long, amazing journey all started a few months ago when Justin announced his Believe Tour. I knew right then I would never be able to pay for tickets, given that my dad had recently had a heart attack and we had tons of medical bills to pay for. Then my friend Brooklynn (who also didn’t have tickets) and I started talking, and we then both thought, “Hey, why don’t we go wait outside the arena on the day of the concert and see if we can somehow get tickets from the Bieber Crew!” After weeks of preparing, we had this day planned out perfectly. We had posters made asking for tickets. Brooklynn’s mom brought us to the arena at around 3 p.m. and the concert started at 7. We were completely overwhelmed because of how many people were in need of tickets as well. Right when I walked out and saw the mass of people who were already there FOUR HOURS before the show even started, I was like, “Oh my gosh. We are not getting tickets.” So me and Brooklynn walked around with her mom, trying to find the Bieber Crew. We had met these two girls who told us that the Bieber Crew hadn’t come and given tickets yet, and were maybe secretly planning on coming out after everyone had gone in to take their seats. We walked around some more, and talked to a few scalpers who were trying to sell their tickets. We turned down a few offers that seemed sketchy and were too expensive. Then it was around 6, and one of my local radio stations, 101.5 Jamz was having a contest where one lucky winner would win two FRONT ROW tickets. Brooklynn was chosen out of the crowd of people to go answer a trivia question, and she got it right! She moved onto the “finals.” When the finals came around, they didn’t tell her to come back on stage, so a different girl unfairly won. At this point the concert was almost starting and people were starting to go inside the arena. We were sobbing. We were so close to giving up, when we saw that a ticket booth had opened up and they were selling leftover tickets , even though supposedly it was a sold out show. Brooklynn and I were waiting in line sobbing with her mom, like full blown tears at this point. Then her mom said, “Hey, why don’t you guys walk around one more time and see if there’s anyone selling tickets.” We got up and walked around when we heard the two girls who we had previously met before screaming on the top of their lungs. We panicked, and ditched our posters (except for one that said “Bieber Crew Make Our Dreams Come True”) and ran towards them. Then we saw ALLISON from the Bieber crew standing there with the two girls, who were holding tickets in their hands and sobbing. Then we hugged them and congratulated them. Allison asked if we had tickets and we said no. She said, “Well sorry we’re out of tickets.” So the tears came back. Then she whispered to someone else from the Bieber Crew (I think it was a dancer, but we weren’t sure because it was dark outside) and then said, “Do you girls really want these tickets?” and we shouted YES! She said, “Is it just you two girls or is there someone else with you?” Brooklynn said, “Well my mom is here,” and Allison asked, “Well she wouldn’t mind if you went without her, would she?” Then we said no, and she handed us tickets. “Here are two tickets in the front row!” Then we hugged her so tight, thanked her and screamed at the top of our lungs! I was hyperventilating, literally. We ran away and didn’t get a picture with her in the midst of all the excitement. I was about to pass out, for real. We approached her mom who was still waiting in line at the ticket booth, and Brooklynn screamed, “MOM WE GOT TICKETS. CAN WE GO?” and she said, “Yes, yes! GO!” We ran in, and got inside the arena. There were probably 15,000 people out there and we were in the front. I couldn’t hold in the tears. We walked in right before Carly Rae Jepsen started performing. Everyone around us was so sweet and congratulated us. It all happened so fast and I can truly say it was the best day of my life. Justin was probably 3 feet away from us when he touched people’s hands. He SWEAT on me. Not kidding. I made eye contact with Justin Drew Bieber, the person I’ve been dreaming about seeing for 3 years. I am so blessed and thankful and could have never done this without Allison and my friend Brooklynn. It was truly amazing and I can’t even put it into words how happy I am. I’m still in shock. If any of you don’t have tickets for Believe Tour, DO NOT GIVE UP . I never EVER EVER EVER thought I would actually see Justin in person, let alone be in the FRONT ROW. Thank you to everyone on Twitter who supported me through this journey. Allison: if you ever come across this, thank you. You made my dreams come true. Justin if you’re reading this, thank you SO much. I love you so much I can’t even describe. I’m so proud of you. To everyone else reading this, Justin is right. Never Say Never -Lexi @niall5eva Read the original: My name is Lexi, and I’m from Phoenix, Arizona. I never…
My name is Melanie and I live in Israel. I’ve been a Belieber ever since I can remember and my biggest wish has always been to meet him. When I heard Justin was going to be performing at the Teen Choice Awards 2012 , I freaked out and did all I could to obtain tickets. After bugging my dad about it everyday, he finally managed to get tickets. I just couldn’t contain my excitement!! However, I was on summer vacation in Paris. Being so addicted to Justin, I found really cheap plane tickets to go to LA to be able to go to the TCA’s on July 22nd . When I landed on the 20th, all I thought about was how I was breathing Justin’s air. After the long wait, I finally got to the Gibson Amphitheater in LA. Sadly, I wasn’t able to go to the red carpet before the actual show but when Justin finally got inside the Amphitheater, tons of girls ran to him. I wasn’t able to go take a picture with him because the security wouldn’t let me get through to him. I was already crying since I knew we were in the same room. An hour later, Justin went backstage to get ready for his performance and walked really close to me so I pushed through security and finally managed to get within reach of him. I couldn’t control myself and was shaking. Even though I didn’t get to talk to him because he was surrounded by security, I still managed to touch his arm and to take a few pictures of him as he walked by me. Later when he went up on stage, his performance was flawless as usual. For the rest of the night, I couldn’t stop staring at him from my seat . This was the best experience of my life. I hope one day I’ll actually get to talk and take a picture with him, never say never. -@melanieassous Continued here: My name is Melanie and I live in Israel. I’ve been a…
September 11, 2012. The day I saw the person who changed my life. I know this is actually a sad day but this day seriously changed my life. I’ve never thought I’d ever write my Bieber experience but here we go. My name is Evelyn. I’m 14 years old and I live in Frankfurt, Germany. I’ve been a belieber since 2010 when Justin performed ‘Baby’ at the VMAs. I know I wasn’t there from the beginning but I’ll sure be there until the end. Anyways, Justin gave an acoustic concert at the airport here in Frankfurt. You had to win tickets for this. I didn’t win, but that didn’t stop me from going . Straight after school I went with my group of friends to the airport. It was around 12pm. At first, we didn’t know where we had to go so we asked people. After 30 minutes we finally arrived at the hall where beliebers were already standing at the barrier. I talked with some of them and they told me that Kenny was there and took pictures with them. At 4pm they let the girls in who had tickets and w e tried everything to get to the concert but they wouldn’t let us in. We still stayed there. After 30 minutes, Kenny came out and w e chased after him like crazy! Luckily I got a picture with him and I told him that I love him and he said, “I love you too!”. After that we got back to the barrier where we waited the whole time. We sang Boyfriend, As Long As You Love Me, Baby and a lot more songs. Then we saw Moshe but only for a few seconds. It then around 6pm when the security guys told us that Justin is coming down to say hello to us. I was so excited. Justin finally came down with Alfredo by his side with his camera and everyone started panicking and screaming. No one would have thought he’s coming down to see us. He gave everyone an autograph and you could tell he was really happy. He is so beautiful and perfect in real life. He smiled at all of us and I took so many photos and videos. When Justin, Alfredo and Moshe went outside to the car everyone started crying. When a few left and everyone calmed down, Dan Kanter, his guitarist, came out and we followed him to the escalator and sang the Dan Kanter Song. When he was at the escalator I screamed his name and he looked at me, waved and winked. I waited 3 years for this moment to happen. I never gave up. I’m still in shock and I can’t actually believe that I saw my idol. Justin means the world to me and I finally met him. Here is the original post: September 11, 2012. The day I saw the person who changed my…
James Franco may be Hollywood’s most accomplished, out there polyglot , but one former professor isn’t too happy with how the Oscar nominee has spoken publicly of his time as a film student at NYU. José Angel Santana, who was fired in 2011, filed a lawsuit against the actor for calling him “awful” and a “bad teacher” while doing the press rounds for The Broken Tower . “Whoever was in Clint Eastwood’s chair at the Republican National Convention was more present than Mr. Franco was in my classes,” Santana told the NY Post . Oh snap did he just make a Clint RNC chair joke?? I mean, Franco only missed 12 out of 14 classes. Did that really warrant a “D” grade? (Eh, it probably deserved an “F.” Then again I’m no college professor. OH, BUT GUESS WHO IS ? ) Franco supposedly skipped out on Santana’s classes to go give an Academy Award-nominated performance in 127 Hours for Danny Boyle, so I guess that worked out pretty well for him. Stay tuned to see how this one pans out… [ NY Post ]
If, like me, you’ve been lamenting the steady bleed of thoughtful, investigative journalism from newspapers and magazines, the Toronto International Film Festival offers hope via visual media. Scanning the list of documentaries that the festival will be screening, the subject — and the fresh, innovative ways in which the filmmakers are tackling them — calls to mind the original, smart, and, often, great journalism that came from the pages of Harold Hayes’ Esquire magazine in the 1960s and early’70s, arguably, the gold standard of 20th Century magazine writing. And here are the 10 docs that will have my undivided attention here in Toronto. Now I just have to find the time to see them. 1. Stories We Tell , Sarah Polley: Initial reports are that the wise-beyond-her-33-years actress and filmmaker has made a stunning auto-documentary by becoming, as she puts it, “a detective in my own life.” Polley — the daughter of the late actress and casting director Diane MacMillan Polley, who died when Sarah was 11, and British actor-turned-insurance-agent Michael Polley — delves into her murky family history to separate fact from fiction. I hear that the answers she unearths resonate like a punch in the gut. 2. Love, Marilyn , Liz Garbus: The enduring perception of Marilyn Monroe as a “Candle in the Wind” to use the title of Elton John’s exquisite song, gets an overhaul in Garbus’ close-up of the actress and sex symbol. The Bobby Fischer Against the World filmmaker uses an ensemble of actresses — including Marisa Tomei, Viola Davis, Ellen Burstyn, Evan Rachel Wood and contemporary trouble doll Lindsay Lohan — to give voice to Monroe’s never-before-seen personal papers, diaries and letters which reveal her to be a fiercely ambitious steel magnolia with a poet’s soul. 3. The Gatekeepers , Dror Moreh: The buzz has been building on this documentary since it debuted on the festival circuit in Jerusalem in July and, according to a couple of sources who’ve seen it, The Gatekeepers is an eye-opening look at the real costs of the Palestine-Israeli conflict told through the unprecedented first-person accounts of six former Shin Bet (Israeli Security Agency) leaders. Word is the film is unflinching, hair-raising and, all the more powerful, because it humanizes the agents who did their government’s dirty work in the interest of homeland security. (Sound familiar?) As former Shin Bet chief Avraham Shalom says in the film: “In the war against terror, there is no morality.” 4. The Act of Killing , Joshua Oppenheimer, Christine Cynn: That documentary masters Errol Morris and Werner Herzog came aboard as executive producers after seeing this film in various stages of completion should tell you that this is no ordinary documentary. But wait until to you hear its cinematic conceit: Oppenheimer and Cynn filmed Indonesian paramilitary leader Anwar Congo and his cohort — who participated in the murder of more than a million alleged Communists, ethnic Chinese and intellectuals in the 1960s — proudly and chillingly reenacting some of their murders in the style of their favorite movies: westerns, musicals and film noir. This should give new life to the debate over violence in the movies sparked by the Aurora tragedy in July. 5. Reincarnated , Andrew Capper: Capper, the global editor for Vice magazine, chose a compelling subject for his first feature-length documentary: the evolution of pot-loving rapper Snoop Dogg to pot-loving Rastafarian Snoop Lion during a trip to Jamaica to record with the DJ named Diplo. Whether Snoop is merely trying on a new career-rejuvenating persona the way that David Bowie did (multiple times) in the 1970s, or looking for a more spiritual reason to inhale a buttload of chronic, the musical artist born Calvin Broadus has a playful-but-knowing charisma that I bet will play well on camera. I think he’s ready for his close-up. 6. Mea Maxima Culpa: Silence in the House of God , Alex Gibney: The Taxi to the Dark Side director takes on another powder-keg subject — sexual abuse in the Catholic church — and I hear that fireworks ensue. Gibney begins with the headlines-making case of Father Lawrence Murphy, who beginning in the 1950s, is believed to have molested as many as 200 boys at the St. John’s School for the Deaf in St. Francis, Wisconsin. Although the Vatican was made aware of the priest’s actions in 1963, he was never defrocked and, in fact, was allowed to remain at the school until 1974 (when he was transferred). Mea Maxima Culpa , which translates to “My Most Grievous Fault,” takes Gibney all the way to the Vatican where he scrutinizes the roles that the late Pope John Paul II and his successor Pope Benedict XVI (then Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger) played in this tragic tale. 7. Artifact , Bartholomew Cubbins: Based on the coy picture I found on the Toronto Film Festival’s website, the Dr. Seuss-monikered director of this film is actually also its subject: actor and Platinum-selling 30 Seconds to Mars front man Jared Leto. (He has used the pseudonym before.) Since Leto has, so far, defied my predictions that he would be a musical flash in the pan, I’m eager to see whether he can cut it as a filmmaker. (I like his acting, but let’s say I’m skeptical that he can direct.) Artifact is about Leto and his band battling their record label Virgin/EMI in court while writing songs for a new album and, according to the TIFF synopsis, “struggling with big questions over art, money and integrity.” I suspect that droves of pretty young things will want to see this documentary, too, albeit for different reasons. 8. How to Make Money Selling Drugs, Matthew Cooke: With candid assists from Eminem, 50 Cent, Susan Sarandon and other celebrities, Cooke’s directorial debut is getting good word-of-mouth for its satirical Trainspotting -meets- Casino approach to a subject that makes most people’s eyes glaze over: the United States’ ineffectual drug policy. Cooke even employs a video game within the film to make his point. Donkey Bong ? 9. First Comes Love , Nina Davenport: Another auto-doc that taps into the, um, ripe subject of single motherhood as a choice. Unattached at the age of 41, Davenport decided to have a baby on her own — in New York City, no less — and to film the process. I’m hoping that it’s a candid corrective to The Back-Up Plan. 10. The Central Park Five, Ken Burns, Sarah Burns, David McMahon: I’m not a dedicated fan of Burns. His PBS Jazz documentary series irritated me, but I get why this particular project, which has been acquired by Sundance Select for distribution, is generating buzz. The subject of this collaborative effort with his daughter Sarah (who wrote a 2011 book about the Central Park Five) and son-in-law, McMahon, speaks volumes about race, crime and politics in New York City. In 1989, five black and Latino teenagers from Harlem were arrested and later convicted of raping a white woman in New York City’s Central Park. They spent between 6 and 13 years in prison before a serial rapist confessed that he alone had committed the crime, leading to their convictions being overturned. For more from Movieline at the Toronto Film Fest, click here. Follow Frank DiGiacomo on Twitter. Follow Movieline on Twitter.
‘Freaks’ for Fur and Leather?? PETA thinks so. The Animal Rights Group, known for their strong opinions and implementing humane animal treatment, has lashed out at Rih Rih and Lady Gaga, calling them insensitive ‘freaks’ who are ‘being laughed at’. Rihanna was criticized by the animal rights organization after she took to the streets of London on Thursday wearing a pair of thigh-high snakeskin boots, according to the Daily Express. “Rihanna may not have a clue that snakes killed for boots are often nailed to a tree and skinned alive. Of course, they can’t go on Oprah to cry about it,” said a PETA spokesperson, referring to the singer’s recent appearance on Oprah Winfrey’s talk show. “Wearing reptile skin is creepy and callous, and it makes her look even more out of touch. She and Lady Gaga seem so desperate to be freaks instead of recognized for their talents that you have to wonder if they realize that they are being laughed at.” Lady Gaga had previously been praised by PETA for her anti-fur stance. “I hate fur and I don’t wear fur,” the singer had said on the “Ellen DeGeneres Show” in 2009. However, the animal rights group lambasted Gaga for being a hypocrite last month after she was seen donning a number of fur coats in public. “These recent photos of you in fox and rabbit and with a wolf carcass make it appear that you have amnesia. What happened? Are your stylists telling you that it’s fake, or are you a turncoat?” wrote Dan Matthews, PETA’s senior vice president, in a letter published on the group’s website. The “Born This Way” singer has yet to confirm whether or not her fur coats were real, but has defiantly responded to the accusations with a cheeky tweet. Lady Gaga and Rihanna aren’t the only celebs who’ve pissed PETA off. Jessica Simpson, Reese Witherspoon, and Kim ‘Flour-Bomb’ Kardashian have all been heckled in the past for what the nonprofit has deemed ‘ethically irresponsible fashion choices’. Kimmy Cakes was given PETA’s “Celebrity Grinch Award” last year because she loves her furs so much. Source Images via WENN/Twitter
Did Lil Wayne Hire Security To Protect His Daughter And Ex-Wife From Her New Husband? All of K. Michelle’s antics may have actually gotten someone’s attention. Reports are claiming that when Lil Wayne heard of his ex-wife’s husband’s history of domestic violence, he hired guards at a rate of $10,000/month to keep a watchful eye on his ex-wife and daughter. The allegations submerged when Memphitz’s ex-girlfriend/ star of “Love & Hip-Hop Atlanta” revealed the domestic abuse she endured during their relationship. A source close to Lil Wayne’s ex-wife, LaToya Wright, revealed that Lil Wayne is concerned. “You bet that Lil Wayne is concerned,” they said. “He mostly wants to make sure their daughter never gets caught in the middle of anything.” The allegations of abuse, repeatedly denied by Memphitz, have been a prominent story line on the current season of VH1′s popular Love & Hip-Hop Atlanta. They were made mostly by R&B star and cast member K. Michelle . And it so happens K. Michelle is a former Memphitz squeeze. A spokeswoman for Memphitz did not provide a comment for the allegation. We’ll wait to hear it from the horse’s mouth before we actually believe this one…..but Wayne HAS always been pretty protective of his first-born…. Source
Lady Gaga can afford to hire the best hipster turned high fashion photographer to make herself look good cuz he has the ability to make models look grimey and hot…while making grimey girls look like angels I want to tongue…even though I’d normally not want to tongue them unless they were covered in saran wrap…cuz even with my low standards…I rarely eat out hookers….even though they have more flavor than non-hookers….even though I view all women as hookers…whether working for their rich husband, famous boyfriend, or random guys who make them feel good…sex is always a transaction…..but unfortunately…Gaga can only look good in an autopsy photo after suicide….you see cuz she’s the fucking worst…. Amateur porning out or not…she’s really not hot…that face of a demon throws everything off….even that ass that I’ve grabbed behind her security’s back before she was famous and that was nice to touch….but destroyed by everything about her… Here are the pics anyway…