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A Symphony of Swifties

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Welcome to New Orleans. It’s Been Waiting for You.

THE WEEK THE SWIFTIES CONVERGED on the Crescent City was nothing short of magnificent. As the three-show weekend arrived, the city was consumed in a symphony of sheer excitement. A year and a half after navigating a ticket gauntlet that required signing up as a “verified fan,” hoping to be chosen, enduring digital queues with system crashes, bot attacks, and endless waits—The Eras Tour three-show weekend had finally arrived! All of New Orleans was ready to sing along—and she did, loudly and in perfect harmony.

T. Swift blew into town in a blaze of glory, leaving glitter in her wake, and the Crescent City, to put it mildly, pulled out ALL the stops. The city vibrated with the Swiftie spirit, transforming into an Eras wonderland. The week leading up to the concert rose to a crescendo with subtle and not-so-subtle reminders of the electrifying experience to come that would bring together fans from “every” era. Cross the Causeway, and the digital sign board reminded drivers to “Shake it Off, but not your seatbelt!” A massive Eras Tour bracelet was placed on The Dome early in the week, causing fans’ hearts to beat faster as they passed.

Swifties arrived by the droves and savored the top-tier welcome and hospitality one can only find in the Big Easy. In celebration, preparation, and anticipation of the influx of glittery, bracelet-donning super fans, cordiality went “next level” to welcome Taylor’s Squad.

Even on Bourbon Street, fans were swept up in a shared rhythm, harmonizing with one another as they shared favorite lyrics and coordinated the perfect sparkle to their outfits. Fearless-inspired street parties and folklore-themed meetups led to murmurs about surprise songs as anticipation filled the air. Go anywhere near the Dome where the Swifties gathered to meet, greet, and sleep, and get swallowed into a sea of shimmer. Sparkles, glitter, boots, and bracelets were present and accounted for as throngs of fans would stop mid-step to swap a friendship bracelet or throw up a hand heart with their kindred spirits. Instead of the usual shenanigans of the French Quarter, hundreds of glitter-clad fans would break into songs by their idol; there wasn’t a frown within a ten block radius.

Known for letting the good times roll but sometimes overshadowed by headlines of violence and hardship, destiny took over the Crescent City that week in October, and a pervasive ray of sunshine settled in. Innocence, kindness, and respect were the vibes when the Swifties, adorned in shimmering outfits and armed with handmade friendship bracelets, filled the streets, spreading positivity and lifting spirits.

Fans flocked to cafes, boutiques, restaurants, and hotels; these establishments were smiling- BIG! Even lifelong locals, often jaded by the city’s issues, felt the shift, seeing their home in a slightly different light. In those magical moments, New Orleans became a place of genuine happiness, all thanks to the unshakable energy and warmth of Taylor Swift’s devoted fans.

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