He's a fucking star!

A monumental event occurred recently in Freakdom: We all met Jeffree Star!


Sunday, Jeffree's "Fresh Meat" tour rolled into Mt. Clemens, and for only $12 per ticket, how could we say no? The shindig went down at The Hayloft Club; I've been to some pretty weird concert venues in my day, but this one might take the cake. The club was pretty small, so the stage was really tiny. Doors were at six (early!), but most of the duration of the show was the house DJ bleeping and blopping some random garble. There were two openers: some Cadaver dude (a hometown electronic rapper...he was actually pretty cool) and IT BOYS (a party rock band from Hollywood, whose lineup included Jeffree's keytar player...not kidding). They played about five songs each, then Shelby, Emily, and Ashley loitered around the merch area, snagging posters, shirts, EPs, and rubber bracelets with Jeffree-esque sayings on them. Abby and I held down the fort, AKA a table near the dance floor, where we swayed to the random bleeping and blopping from DJ Ian Divine (which made us both think of Mat), and swooned when Jeffree walked right by us in his winter boots and fluffy parka-like coat. It was cute.



By the time Jeffree's set rolled around, we were all super pumped from talking to some of the guys from IT BOYS, and we were totes ready to get fucked up and dance. There were only around fifty people in the whole venue, but it was really intimate and nice. Even though we were at the back of the dance floor (the width was only about three rows of people; we were in the fourth), we were really up close, but not close enough to shake Jeffree's hand. I don't remember the exact order of the setlist, but I know that this is what was played:



Prisoner
Beauty Killer
Ice Cream
In Love with a Killer
So Fierce
Get Away with Murder
Bitch, Please!
Lollipop Luxury
Fame and Riches, Rehab Bitches



After the set, he said he'd see us all back at the merch table for a meet and greet, so there was a mad scramble from the dance floor to the merch areas, which weren't far away. We got a relatively good position in line, and waited to meet "The Pink One". After a few signings and hugs (plus, he said my eyeshadow was cool!), we took a group picture to forever immortalize our first real adventure since Emily and Ashley joined the Freaks full-time.

Don't we all look fab in our Sunday club best?