better than this world tour: london
SETLIST
STYLING
CELEBS IN ATTENDANCE
— flo
— little mix
— grace carter
— julie andrews
— ben barnes
— arlissa
— the vamps
HIGHLIGHTS
— a cute mini dress for better
— such a cute outfit
— for some reason, someone thought it would be a good idea to throw their phone at harin from the left of the stage during bye (concert etiquette, am i right) so naturally harin caught it and threw it to the right of the stage and then it fell into the space between the barricade and stage
— everyone knew it was a local bcs what sone would throw something at harin??? the very same woman that refuses to talk to people when they start raising their voice at her???
— and you already know whoever threw their phone logged onto twitter.com and complained about how badly ruined their phone was but everyone was clowning them 😭😭
— but miss girl went viral for her reflexes 💅
— then during her second ment
— “if you throw anything onto the stage, at me, or at the dancers, i will donate it to charity. or sell it and donate that money to charity. let’s not be stupid”
— and she dedicated secret love song to any who hadn’t come to terms with their sexuality or anyone who had but wasn’t comfortable with being out for one reason or the other
— black is so fun!
— so is dangerous woman
— YOU BETTER THAN THIS
— sones noticed that miss queen mother dame julia elizabeth andrews was in the crowd (in a vip section bcs ofc 💅) so they tried to get harin’s attention
— harin: what? who is here?
— sones: JULIE ANDREWS MARY POPPINS JULIEEEEEE ANDREWSSSSSSS
— harin: julie andrews is here?
— the way she started malfunctioning internally
— “well let’s let her enjoy the concert comfortably”
— she looked very calm but sones knew she was freaking out bcs julie andrews is literally her idol
— she was literally biting her lip and fussing with her hair so sones knew she was freaking out
— and they knew she was unserious when it was time for the encore stage and she came onto the stage dressed to impress
— she covered think about us by little mix
©️ jang harin
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born to be world tour: london
SETLIST
STYLING
CELEBS IN ATTENDANCE
— ncuti gatwa
— amelia dimoldenberg
— tom holland
— zendaya
— jorja smith
— rachel chinouriri
— india amarteifio
— tilda swinton
— simone ashley
— florence hunt
— phoebe dynevor
HIGHLIGHTS
— her styling pen was working overtime bcs those outfits??? yeah she ate
— especially the first one the jacket blazer thing is so warm
— but enough about her clothes
— there’s something about the british air…
— i’m kidding there isn’t
— but she spoke with her geordie accent and didn’t even try to pretend to speak in a london accent
— so a lot of people were scratching their heads occasionally but she didn’t care
— during her second ment, she was just talking talking as she does and then
— harin: sowonel
— sones, confused: malhaebwa
— the locals were so confused bcs how did everyone sing at the same time
— and sones were cheering thinking she was gonna sing genie
— harin: i’m not singing genie. just seeing if you’re paying attention
— the way everyone groaned
— and a sone asked her what she did on monday to celebrate and she said “i ate fried chicken and read a book”
— but also her dress is SAUR gorgeous omg
— and so is her act 3 outfit
— the purple was a slay!
— her weather skin tone colour tone is just amazing
— the vocal runs during we??????? she’s a singer and you should never forget it
— her bother me outfit ateeee
— the sweet fantasy performance was one of the best tbh
— she covered the one by jorja smith
— which was a vibe!!!!!!
— (there were soooo many vids of tomdaya from this concert and everyone is just wondering how zendaya got tickets to three of harins shows😭😭😭)
— anyways goodnight
©️ jang harin
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harin | chicken shop date
published: 12 april 2024
word count: 0.9k
warnings: mention of food
an: harin and her dry personality... RISE
“What would you say is your type?” Amelia asked, picking up a chip.
“My type?” Harin bit her lip as she thought. “In men?”
“Yeah.”
“I don’t know, to be honest. I like facial hair, but it’s not a must.”
“Oh, okay because I’m… I don’t have facial hair.”
Harin nodded, popping a chicken nugget in her mouth. “There’s nothing I can do about that.”
Amelia took hold of her hair, placing it under her chin so that it looked like a beard. “I mean, I could do this, but…”
“It’s not the same.”
“It isn’t, no,” she agreed, dropping her hair with a shrug. She dipped her chicken nugget into some sauce.
“So what’s your type?” Harin brushed her hair out of her face.
“Um,” Amelia began to hum as she thought, making eye contact with Harin. She broke off laughing. “I can’t look at you directly and try to answer your questions,” she said, holding her hands in front of her face.
Harin grinned, continuing to eat her meal. “Do what you need, love.”
“Am–Am I your love?” Amelia dropped her hands into her lap.
“If you want to be, why not?” Harin shrugged.
“What’s your Roman Empire?”
Harin visibly looked confused. She leaned in slightly as she asked, “My what?”
“Roman Empire,” Amelia repeated, her lip twitching into a small smile.
“I don’t have… a Roman Empire.”
“Yeah, me too, actually. We must’ve… missed out when everyone else was buying them.”
“Probably.”
“I’m going to your concert,” Amelia mentioned, pointing at Harin.
“Many people are,” Harin responded, leaning back into her chair. “That’s why it’s, uh, sold out.”
Amelia lightly tapped her head. “Yeah. Of course.”
There was an awkward silence as the two just didn’t speak.
“Do you think I could join you on tour?” Amelia wondered aloud.
“Join me? Like, come along with me to every tour stop?”
Amelia nodded. “And sing a few songs.”
“Oh, you mean as an artist.”
“Yeah.”
“No,” Harin deadpanned. “You need a certain skill level, you know?”
“How about I audition for you?” The blonde haired woman suggested. “Right now.”
“... Okay.”
Amelia began to sing Sweet fantasy off-key, dancing a little bit as Harin clapped along. “So, what did you think?” She asked when she was done.
“I’m going to say no, again,” Harin said.
“Okay, so if I can’t join you on tour, can I join your group?”
“Do you mean Girls’ Generation?” Harin asked for clarification, taking a bite of her chip. Amelia wordlessly nodded. “Oh, babe, I don’t have a say in that.”
“Don’t you?”
“I mean, I’d have to talk with the other members, see how they would feel about it, and then we’d have to ask the company.”
“Do you think the company would say yes?”
“If you started being a trainee right this second… and trained diligently for… a very long time, the company would have no choice but to let you in the group.”
“I’d just be too good?”
Harin hesitated, “Totally.”
Amelia sighed, looking up. “I wonder what my role would be? I’m thinking lead vocal.”
“That’s… ambitious. I would say sub-vocal and… Can you dance? Are you a good dancer?” She squinted her eyes at Amelia.
Amelia nodded, shimmying in her chair. “I’m an amazing dancer. I’ve won every season of So You Think You Can Dance,” she lied.
Harin inhaled sharply. “If you’ve won every single season then… you can be our main dancer. You could give Hyoyeon a break and take over all of her dance breaks and solo choreography moments.”
“Yeah, yeah. I could be the dancer, tearing it up on stage.” She wiped off fake sweat from her forehead.
“Yeah… We don’t have any performances coming up, though, so… There will be no dancing anytime soon.”
“Maybe we could have a group reunion on your tour,” Amelia suggested.
“That’s an idea,” Harin said. “We’ll have to clear everyone’s schedules and make sure they’re available.”
“Yeah, I’ll do that.”
“You’re good at doing things like that?” She asked, quirking her eyebrow up.
“I’d say I’m fairly good at it. Don’t look at me like that.” Amelia shook her head.
Harin put her elbows on the table, placing her head in the palm of her right hand. “How am I looking at you?”
“Like… we’re in a zombie apocalypse and I’m the first, like, warm shower you’ve seen in months.”
Harin chuckled, scrunching her nose. “That’s a description. For sure a description.”
Amelia shrugged in a smug manner. “I know. Can you teach me some Korean?”
“Uh, sure. What would you like to know how to say?”
“How about, “I’m single and looking for a boyfriend?’”
“Jeoneun sing-geul-igo namjachinguleul chajgo iss-eoyo,” Harin said.
“Jordan?” Amelia asked, having misheard.
“Jeoneun,” Harin repeated slowly, “sing-geun-igo namjachingjuleul chajgo iss-eoyo.”
“So if I go to Korea and say this…”
“Men will trip over themselves trying to be your boyfriend.”
“Have you ever used a pickup line?”
Harin shook her head. “No, I haven’t. I don’t like pickup lines.”
“So how do you flirt? Teach me your tips and tricks, please.” Amelia sat up straighter, waiting to hear what Harin would say.
“Um, I don’t know. Just… talk to the person, be yourself, uh… I don’t really have any special tips. I guess I’d say eye contact, though.” She shrugged. “There’s something a bit intimate about eye contact, so do that.”
“So just–” Amelia made sure to make eye contact with Harin, turning her head every which way.
“Well, maybe keep your head still, but the eyes are working,” Harin encouraged.
“I have to fart,” Amelia admitted after some silence.
“I don’t care.”
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©️ jang harin
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