
Dear George:
I wanted to drop you a note and tell you how much I’ve missed you. I mean, I am glad that there haven’t been any more bathroom incidents or photos of you with the crazy eyes in any of the gossip rags. But I hope you are well and from the early concert reviews, it seems you are sounding as good as ever! I’ve loved you since the days of Young Guns and Wake me up before you Go Go (even when my uncle told me we would never get married because you were gay. Sorry but I was in denial. It was like trying to tell a seven year old there is no Santa Claus). I thought you were the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. I loved you with the frosted highlights and the unibrow and of course during the Faith years (even though I thought your *** was a little too flat to be shaking in the screen like that). I have always thought you were a phenomenal talent and still do. I remember sitting on the stairs back in the 80’s, crying with a friend because we didn’t get Wham concert tickets and you were playing just a couple of miles away at the Forum. My friends give me the side eye now when I tell this story now but I know they were fans too, even if they don’t like to admit it now. When my mother told me you were coming to town I jumped up and down on the bed and vowed I would not miss you this time and I’m not. I will be one of the few straight people in the crowd and just to let you know, I had to beg a few friends to go with me before I got one to agree and they had to be bribed but anyway…I’ll be there at Phillips Arena in a few weeks, not quite in the nosebleed seats but if you squint real hard you might see me. I’ll be jumping up and down, screaming your name…hell I might even faint. I will be wearing the old school Wham t-shirt, some tight jeans and screaming like it’s 1984.
Love Always,
Dn2erthgirl
P.S. A couple of song requests
Kissing a Fool, Praying for Time, A Different Corner