review | hilary duff, the lucky me tour live in london

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On September 10, an alarm clock rang through London’s O2 Arena. Moments later, the one-and-only Hilary Duff appeared to the opening notes of “Wake Up.” It was a fitting entrance for a star on a worldwide comeback tour. “The Lucky Me Tour” may mark a new chapter for Duff, but there was no attempt to distance herself from the music that made an entire generation fall in love with her. Instead, old and new existed comfortably alongside one another. “Play With Fire” and “Sparks” picked up the pace, before “Future Tripping” pulled us firmly back into the present. On paper, two decades of music might feel disjointed; in this arena, you barely noticed.

During “With Love,” Duff invited fans onto the stage to perform the viral choreography with her, laughing as they danced their way through a now iconic dance routine. The arena was filled with fans dressed in glitter, butterfly clips and plenty of shimmer, including Duff herself, who wore crystal-embellished tops, silver dresses and metallic kitten-heel boots throughout the night. At one point, Duff swapped sparkles for an oversized Paul McCartney t-shirt (because why not?) as she returned with an espresso martini in hand and a living-room set behind her. She settled in, took a sip, and for a moment, the O2  felt less like an arena and more like we had all somehow ended up at Duff’s house. Then she played beloved throwback tracks like “Why Not” followed by newer songs like “Roommates.”

Her setlist spanned decades yet the thread between each era is unmistakable. Duff has always been refreshingly honest in her music, there’s just a little more life to write about now. Last, but certainly never least, “This Is What Dreams Are Made Of” from Disney classic The Lizzie McGuire Movie began. Balloons fell from the ceiling, confetti shot into the air and the O2 sang it back word for word. It would be easy to call it nostalgia, but that wouldn’t quite cover it. Some songs simply know how to have a second life. It may be called “The Lucky Me Tour,”  but on its opening night in London, it felt a lot more like lucky us.

photography. Isha Shah
words. Sandy Aziz