2014 was the year I met Jesse McCartney. As I dragged my little brother along, my heart was beating at an agressive rate. Every 10 year old girl grew up with Jesse & the fact that I had the opportunity to see him live was insane. As we poured into the B93.7 Studio, I could feel the anticipation. My brother grumpily crossed his legs, upset that I pulled him away from his bed. Finally it was time & all cell phones were prepared for that first glimpse. As soon as he walked out my heart sunk. Jesse was old. His wrinkles painted his face, but his smile was just the same. He was no longer that heart breaking teenage boy from the J-14 posters on our walls. He was a grown man promoting his new album.
His girlfriend was parked in the corner of the room the entire time. I remember asking about her, and apparently she was some actress on some show. She looked annoyed & gloomy. To her I’m sure we were just a roomful of kids. But Jesse. He was just like everything I’d seen on TV & his music videos that I watched on repeat. He poured his heart into his songs & you could feel the energy he gave off.
As we formed a line for the meet & greet, my brother was just about fed up. I made sure we had everything ready to take our picture & go. When security gave the okay, we headed into the room. Words can’t explain how enchanting that moment was. I’d been imagining that moment for YEARS. He addressed us & thanked us for coming out. I headed for the right side of him, while my brother sluggishly stayed on the left. The photographer told us to lean in & in my starstruck state, I CRUSHED HIS FOOT. I’m not talking stepped on his foot, I had on combat boots. I could barely walk in them myself. All the weight on my body shifted his way. I could hear a sharp gasp in pain as his girlfriend & his publicist, startled, jumped up at the same time. Nonetheless, he still managed to take a great picture & I’ve never bolted out of a room so fast. We bumped into his guitarist on the way out & I made sure to grab a picture before we left. I don’t have it anymore because my phone got stolen in Myrtle Beach (which you can read about here if you haven’t already).
The only thing I thought about that entire day, was how I was probably the conversation of his night. I’m sure he didn’t expect to show up to a meet and greet & leave with a killer limp. Still, one of the most memorable meet and greets I’ve been to & I have no regrets 🙂 hopefully he still thinks I have a “Beautiful Soul”.