The Many (Many) (Many) Faces of John Mayer

3 Sep

Last weekend in a fit of madness I decided to venture to the Made in America music festival.

It was for a good cause, Caitlin’s birthday, and I’m nothing if not a fanatic for birthday celebrations. (Hey Lucas, 27 more days til birthday month!)

But whew.

Introverts and music festivals.  They really do not mix.

Really, really, really.

I derive no energy from being in large groups of people.  I feel anxious and upset and a little bit like I’m fading away into nothingness and maybe would like to fade away into nothingness if it means I can avoid another person in an American flag swimsuit.

And so it was at this festival.

I was a melty blob in a Kate Moss sequined dress willing myself to fade into nothingness and regretting every life decision I’ve ever made.

And then John Mayer happened.

Ohhhhh John The Freaking King Of The World Mayer happened and I might have gotten pregnant from hearing his voice, and I hope I got pregnant from hearing his voice because then he will live on forever in my heart and in my home.

I am not ashamed of your judgment right now.

To prove this point I will share with you approximately 45 trillion pictures that look just like this.

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And this.

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And this.

But really can we focus on the harmonica?

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Or how about that guitar pick?  Really working it John.  Really, really, really.

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And the shirt.  Let me see if I have a close-up of it.

(I kid.  I wanted to sound less intense so I pretended I didn’t know if I took a close-up of his shirt.)

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I think a lot of my sudden spike in attraction to this man had to do with his eyebrows.

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Are you seeing what I’m meaning?

There were a lot of feelings in the eyebrows.

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And the glasses.

Watch out Lucas, for my birthday month you’re getting new glasses!  Happy Birthday to me!  Happy Birthday to John!

John, Happy Birthday!

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 OK, and now we have a series called John The Freaking King Of The World Shreds His Guitar.

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Yes?

(Is this what shredding is?  It sounded right.)

And more.

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And more.

This is starting to sound sexual.

I did possibly get pregnant from his voice, so I suppose that’s only natural.

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More John!  More!

OK, too far.

Back to the brows.

Back to the basics.

Back to John.

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John, I love you.

I’ll never let go, John.

You’re the freaking king of the world John Freaking Mayer and I don’t remember you looking any better and who says we can’t get married tomorrow?

Who says?

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