When you receive a text message that reads, “May have an opp for you to go and meet Lady Gaga and go to concert tomorrow night. Any interest?” you’d be a fool not to say yes. So, without much hesitation, last Thursday I embarked on a boondoggle to Philadelphia that included a party bus, a hospitality lounge full of branded Gaga sliders (and all-you-can-drink Absolut cocktails), second row seats, and 10 minutes with the Mother Monster herself. The following is a by-the-minute recap of the events that transpired...
Click here, to keep reading about one of ELLE’s directors experience meetin’ Mother Monster herself, during the artRAVE.
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