My First Love

What kind of fan would I be without a little tribute to my very first love on this day.

The story goes a little something like this. My grandparents had what I assume is a camper mattress under their bed. When we were little, we would pull it out and use it as a gymnastics mat, of course. We would spend hours doing backhandsprings and dancing our little hearts out to Elvis, until all hours of the night. As he said "Music should be something that makes you gotta move, inside or outside."

All those nights I spent dancing in Itta Bena, MS are where I fell in love. Not with him, but his music. I was too young to appreciate his pretty face at that point. From then on, I was an Elvis fan.

I still spend many, many a car ride and day at work listening to nothing but Elvis. And I (still) have a huge poster framed in one of our extra bedrooms and it's not going anywhere anytime soon. This poster to be exact. Why? Because that is my Aunt that's on the shoulders. What are the chances? (They even made this poster into a tank top this past summer at F21. My little sister was able to snag one!)

I mean seriously, what's not to love?

Source: google.com via Kelsey on Pinterest

"Til we meet again, may God bless you. Adios." ~Elvis

Seriously, what if I get to hear Elvis sing in heaven one day? What if it's "How Great Thou Art?" 
Holy Cow.


  1. hes so hot! was that concert in MS or Memphis?

  2. OH MY WORD. I am the biggest Elvis fan ever! For my 21st birthday, I had Elvis on my cake!! This post is the BEST :) :) :)

  3. LOVE. Everything. We actually went to the Vigil last night.. man, that was an experience. It's sorta crazy to think that for 35 years people have been honoring him and that still so many people love and miss Elvis. We kept saying, do you think people will still do this in 50 years? Our answer was absolutely.