I have to say, I think there's a difference between the old Beliebers and the new Beliebers. I'm more part of the latter, while young teen girls mostly make up the former. I just can't imagine liking the old Justin Bieber. He's not the one I've fallen head over heels for recently.
For the old Beliebers, they were into this annoying, high-pitched brat who had this ridiculous haircut and even more ridiculous sound. The Beiber I'm into is this tattooed-hunk with a deep voice and a whole lot of attitude. It's crazy how he changed from teeny-bopper to young hunk in such a short amount of time. Suddenly, little girls were no longer crying for him. It was us older girls who started salivating over him. And I wasn't afraid to own up to it. He really did become so hot, especially when he released "What Do You Mean?"
That, for me, is my favorite Bieber song. So much so that I bought some of the posters that accompanied its release. And to this day, he has yet to top that single, at least for me! It was also that song that prompted me to actually see him live. He was promoting the song at a daytime talk show and I just had to get his autograph. Thanks to my mom's connections, I was able to get tickets to his episode taping and saw him perform live.
I was finally in Belieber territory and I enjoyed every minute of it. He was funny and charming during his interview with the talk show host. And when he performed, man did he look hot! And judging by the new age range of fans he garnered since releasing the track, I was with my people. However, those people suddenly turned into my competition when the taping finished. We all raced to the stage door to get his autograph.
Admittedly, I was afraid he wouldn't sign my posters. Not because there were a lot of people, but because, as a new fan, I didn't know who he was. I still pictured him as this annoying little kid who I was sure, behind-the-scenes, was a total A-hole. And based on the tabloids, he was. I feared he would just ignore people, bask in his fame, and drive away like a total douchebag.
Fortunately, however, the tabloids were wrong. Not only did Bieber stay and greet fans, but he also signed everything that was given to him. He even signed all of my posters, even though they were virtually the same copies. I gladly discovered he wasn't an A-hole after all. Or if he was, he certainly grew out of that phase when I became a fan. Either way, lady luck struck me hard at that time!
So for all you haters out there, I only ask that you give this guy a chance. He's really not the douchebag the media is making him out to be. And you might even be surprised to like his newer and more mature music.
Please note: Our inventory is limited as we may have only received a few posters in total. Most of our items are obtained from film premieres, studios, and from autographed hounds such as the one in the story above.
