I've kept a salacious secret for months now. I've tried to be a good girl, keep it quiet and respect his privacy. Alas, I cannot keep quiet another minute longer as my crush from the time I was 12 years old, is back in Chicago tonight for the Nick & Knight show. Yes, my sweet Jordan Knight has finally come back to rekindle a love affair I started in my mind 25 years ago.
My crush began when I was in 7th grade, adorned in pimples, permed hair, aqua net and budding teen angst. I loved NKOTB. I knew every song and made my poor family suffer with my endless hours of singing and dancing along to their cassette and VHS tapes and instructing everyone to call me, Mrs. Jordan Knight.
My bedroom walls were wallpapered with jagged, torn out pictures of Jordan from Bop and Teen Beat magazines. While other kids at my catholic K-8 school prayed to God each night before bed, I prayed to Jordan. He was my deity and I worshipped at the NKOTB altar religiously.
I begged my mom to take me to each concert within driving distance from our home. I was sure Jordan would see me in the nosebleed seats of thousands of screaming tweens and fall in love with me. I left an inexpensive purse on the floor under my seat with my phone number and address in it at each concert, so he could find me and proclaim his love.
Years passed, my heart healed. I moved on. Kinda.
Until one cold winter night in February of this year. My love finally came for me. Today, I share the details and pictures of my secret date with Jordan Knight!
So back off, all you middle-aged, past-your-prime bitches attending tonight's Nick & Knight concert! He's mine!
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