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When I was a kid I was OBSESSED with Hilary Duff. It was essentially my whole personality. One night my parents sat me down and broke the news to me that my older sister was invited by her friend (who I also knew) to see Hilary Duff in concert. I absolutely had a crying melt down (which wasn't super typical of me) and locked myself in my room and tore down my Hilary Duff posters and tried to throw them in my mini waste basket. My parents came in a few hours later and said they talked to the friends mom (she was a family friend) and they exchanged their tickets so I could come to. I bought my outfit at Limited Too and the three of us made signs to spell out her name. One said "HI" one said "LA" one said "RY". I held the "RY" sign, obviously. When I say we were far back, I mean that we were in precisely the second to last row of the balcony. Hilary wore a ponytail and a green tank top and her sister Haylie was the opener. Best night ever.
A few months later I decided to throw a Hilary Duff themed party for me and my friends in fourth grade. I put on a disco ball in my family room, played Hilary Duff songs, put on the Lizzie McGuire movie, and literally made them look at all of my Hilary Duff merch (some of which I got at the concert). All of the girls who were invited would later go on to bully me in middle school (not because of Hilary Duff, but whatever).
I regret none of this.
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