The singer celebrated turning 35 with a retro-themed bash...
Most of us could only dream of the utter fabulousness that goes on behind the scenes at one of Beyoncé’s birthday bashes.
We’d probably be disappointed with anything less than absolute extravagance for the singer’s big day (we’re talking solid gold statues of Queen B herself). And luckily we weren’t disappointed this year by her totally amazing Soul Train theme.
But before retro celebrations could get underway, Beyoncé took time out to spend some *cough* normal family time with her mum, Tina, daughter Blue Ivy – and none other than Michelle Obama.
Yup, Bey spent her birthday chilling with America’s First Lady and her daughters Malia and Sasha… Standard.
After she was done hanging with the Obamas, Beyoncé was ready to celebrate her 35th birthday the only way she knows how. Dressed in a pair of stunning one-legged pants and a midriff shirt, the Hold Up singer was videoed killin’ it on the dance floor with rapper husband Jay-Z ,who resembled rock legend Jimi Hendrix.
Former Destiny’s Child member and close pal Kelly Rowland was also on top form with her fancy-dress game, rocking up in a plunging gold jumpsuit. We’re not sure we could pull off that much drama, but hey, Kelly works it.
The star-studded bash also opened its doors to a ton of other A-list partygoers dressed head-to-toe in retro 70s glamour, including Alicia Keys, Kendrick Lamar, Michelle Williams and Usher.
Following the extravaganza Bey took to Instagram to thank all her adoring fans for their birthday messages.
The post read: ‘I just want to say thank you to everyone for all the beautiful and thoughtful birthday wishes.
‘I am so fortunate to have the love and support of my family, my friends and my hive. We’ve grown up together and you guys continue to inspire and motivate me everyday.
‘I’m so grateful for every challenge, every smile, every tear, every discovery, every sacrifice, every triumph, every stretch mark, every kiss, every scar. I strive to make you proud. I love YOOOUUUU!!! B.’
Maybe we’ll get an invite next year? Wishful thinking.
By Naomi Bartram