Yesterday, we stopped in Santa Monica on our way to drop off a friend at LAX. From street performers to screaming children & their stressed parents, West Los Angeles is known for its eclectic & creative entertainment. Next to the captivating coasters and cluttered coastline, was a particular performer that struck our attention. “Dancing Dave”, a middle-aged man in a shiny silver outfit, was dancing and singing to any song you suggest. When we walked up, he had attracted a group of high school boys who were helping him out–stealing the show even. They were being entirely themselves, having dance battles, laughing and cheering on Dave as he painfully attempted to sing and dance to overplayed songs. Without the boys, you could’ve counted the amount of people watching on one hand, but there were dozens of people admiring this hilarious group. It made our day, and we laughed so hard watching the boys have so much fun with Dancing Dave, and I bet it made their day too.
I think something that interferes with choosing joy is getting caught in how cool we want to be or already think we are. Of the thousands of people on the pier, very few were straying from the crowd, and I don’t think this is only true of LA. On school campuses, out in public, or even around your family, the pressure to hold back or be glued to your phone is stealing the show. What if we believed that we were already cool just the way we are? and by being our true selves is the coolest way to live? Joy radiates from people when they are being entirely themselves, and it’s contagious, you may even get a crowd of people to join with.
Each of us is created in the image of the one who created all the amazing things around us… how COOL is that? Each hair on your head, each freckle, each strange talent, is created by the same God that created the galaxies, the stars, the oceans, the mountains, the wild animals you see on Planet Earth… but he made us as his most unique creation. I hope we can sit in this truth and come to terms with the fact that you are the coolest person you know, and nobody can take that from you, because it was that way before you were even born.
“Yet you, LORD, are our Father.We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.” Isaiah 64:8
He’s been watching you dance with other guys for the entire reception, waiting for the perfect moment to sneak in. Every time he gathers up the courage to get up, though, someone else takes your hand, or you leave the dance floor for a snack, or Pippa or Jasmine drag you away. Five hours later, Daveed find himself in the same chair at the same table, watching you with the same longing gaze he’s been looking at you with for years.
He barely notices when Oak takes the chair next to him. “You need to just ask her, man,” he says. “Get in there. Stop being’ a wuss.” He gives him a rough shove, practically knocking him out of his seat.
“Fuck off,” Daveed says, trying to keep his balance as he stands upright. The sudden movement has caught your attention, and you give him a small smile, wriggling your fingers at him. “Gonna kick your ass later,” Daveed mutters to Oak out of the corner of his mouth, all the while trying to keep up his pearly white grin for you.
Oak just chortles.
“Mind if I cut in?” Daveed asks after clearing his throat.
“Hmm, I don’t know, it’s up to Benji,” you say. Renee’s son glowers at Daveed for a second (the much taller man actually seems to shrink back), which causes you to giggle. “C’mon, this is your third dance. You can spare him half a song, right?”
“I guess,” Benjamin acquiesces, though he makes sure to shoot Daveed the dirtiest glare he can muster as he exits the dance floor.
“He got that from his mama,” Daveed says, as his hands take your waist.
Your hands slide up his chest before wrapping behind his neck; you step closer to him, so that your bodies are flush against each other. Daveed wonders if you can feel the thunder in his chest against yours. “Just get him some ice cream and he’ll get over it,” you say, grinning. “Besides, I’m pretty sure he’s just been dancing with me to make Jas jealous.”
You move slowly to the music, but his feet feel like they’re in concrete and your touch is electricity and he’s drowning in your eyes. He doesn’t realize that he’s stopped moving until you give his neck a small tug. “D?” you ask softly. “What’s up?”
“Sorry,” he says, sounding breathless. “I’m not that good at dancing.”
“Bullshit,” you say, with a grin that reminds him of sunshine. “I’ve been watching you eyeball me all day, Diggs.” His heart practically leaps into his throat when you pull him down to your level, so that your noses are touching. “Time for you to make your move.”
“I’m just tryin’ to be romantic, (Y/N),” he says, with faux exasperation.
“You’ve been trying to be romantic for years, D.” Oh God, was he really that transparent? “C’mon. Just do it. Kiss me.”
You’re on your toes, just a sliver of space (the fear of rejection, the hesitance, the worry) between your lips. Can he really do this? Will this work out?
“Kiss me,” you say again, the whisper caressing his lips. He throws all fears to the wind, pressing his mouth sweetly to yours as he holds you to him. You all but grin into the kiss, and he laughs when you kick your legs up, so that the only thing between you and the ground are his strong hands. “That’s what I’m talking about,” you murmur, when your feet touch the floor again.
“There’s a lot more where that came from,” he says, and he kisses you again.
Have you ever wondered who also likes your favorite celebrity? 🤔 I know I have!
Sometimes knowing which other celebrities like your favorite is great! I know I have found a new fandom or great celebrity to follow from my research.
Today I want to call the Hamilton fandom into OUR fandom. Most Hamilton fans are younger members of our society so maybe they know our boys, maybe they don’t. It doesn’t matter if we don’t belong in the same fandom or who we like, we can all learn a bit with this new series.
I will try my best to include other celebrities backstreet fans and spread the word that the Backstreet Pride is still alive. So sit tight and take notes, who knows, you might find your new favorite here. 😁
If you would like to know more about celebrities that like our boys as well, or have more information and would like to share it with us, don’t be shy and contact us! Let us know what you would like to know about these celebrities too!
So, Anthony Ramos…. Now I don’t really know much about Broadway and it’s actors, but I am on my way. Today I want to talk about this amazing man.
Anthony Ramos Martínez is of Puerto Rican descent (like our boy Howie) raised in New York. According to some sources(correct me if I’m wrong Hamilfans) he was a great baseball player but lost interest and auditioned for a school musical. He actually got the lead role, and from there on the rest is history…
He is best know for his dual role as John Laurens and Phillip Hamilton in, you guessed it, Lin Manuel-Miranda’s musical “Hamilton”. He also colaborated with Miranda in “21 chump street” and “In the heights”. If you haven’t seen “Hamilton”, chances are you haven’t since tickets are harder to find than Narnia, you can buy the original cast recordings in ITunes or listen to them on Spotify. If you search thoroughly, maybe you’ll get lucky and find “21 chump street” somewhere as well. He is a super talented man, you will not be disappointed. Now, he has also participated in other musicals and even movies/tv shows. Here is a list of some of his recent work, again, Hamilfans correct me if I’m wrong!
• 2011 “Grease” as Sonny
• 2012 “Damn Yankees” as Henry
“In the heights” as Sonny
• 2014 “21 chump street” as Justin Laboy
• 2015 “Hamilton” as John Laurens/Phillip Hamilton
• 2015 “Younger” Episode: Liza sows her Oates as Julio
• 2016 “White Girl” as Kilo
“Law and order: Special victims unit” Episode: Forty one witnesses as Juan Flores
You might be wondering by now, what does he have to do with our boys? Well, he stated in a interview one of guilty pleasures 😏 What is his guilty pleasure? Boybands! Namely, Backstreet Boys and *NSYNC 🎊
Chances are that by now, you have fallen in love with this cinnamon roll 💕 Too bad, he is already taken 🤷🏻♀️ Luckily he has the most beautiful and equally talented girlfriend ever, Jasmine acepta-Jones!
Thank you, Anthony Ramos, for Keeping the Backstreet Pride Alive~