Roughly 15 years ago, I boldly established “the best day of my life.” It was during a meet-and-greet session with the hottest boy band at the peak of their success — yes, I’m talking about the Backstreet Boys.
Along with three of my fellow fanatic friends, we went through a range of emotions during our highly exciting backstage access. One burst into tears soon after the introductions, another gratefully thanked them for their influential and “inspiring” music and I vowed to never wash the clothes I had worn that day. And yes, we’re all highly embarrassed of our antics to this day.
A decade and a half later, I’ve, of course, replaced that established “best day ever” with the day I said, “I do,” the afternoon we brought our playful new pup home and the moment my husband and I found out we would soon become a family of three.
But if I’m being honest with myself, there will always be a soft spot for the 1999 Backstreet Boys concert that set the bar for memorable days to come.
Luckily for me — and thousands of screaming fans in their late 20s to early 30s, we had the pleasure to relive Backstreet’s glory days Tuesday night at the Xcel Energy Center in St. Paul.