Here in The Bean, the weather is grey, drizzly, and reports call for "100% chance of precipitation." Yippee. The day needs brightening...with some stories of brushes with fame!
(this one comes via The Polish Princess from last week's Comments...)
FRIDAY MEDAL ROUND: List your favorite/best celebrity sightings with details (who, how, where, accomplices, etc)
BLOGORELLI:
Gold - Juliana Hatfield. She was my #1 favorite female indie singer as a teen. I ended up in an elevator with her when I first moved to Boston and worked on Newbury Street. She was *1 FOOT* away from me! I was still a timid little Blogorelli, though, and couldn't get up the courage to say hello. Later, my co-worker said I should have hummed a few bars from one of her own songs into her ear. Stalking charges, anyone?
Silver - Steven Tyler. Jeffé pointed him out when we were in Urban Outfitters (again, on Newbury Street.) He was looking at tank tops and was a tiny, tiny man. I think our gawking made him uncomfortable.
Bronze - Damian Kulash. I've "met" The Kulash a few times after shows in Cambridge. However, I use the quotation marks because I've always been too sauced to really speak. He was sweaty and I stared. His grandparents live in NH and he's definitely my most satisfying sighting. Hee hee!
correction: Chloe Sevigny was smoking the P-Funks (parliaments) NOT the Ports. my bad.
ps. a classic girl has my head spinning! I can't imagine being around so many celebrities at once. I would likely glue myself to a wall and watch in wide-eyed wonder. :)
Posted by: the polish princess | Monday, 23 October 2006 at 03:37 PM
A little late to the party, but here it is:
GODE: Having dinner right next to Brooke Shields at Otto. I actually got to move a chair out of her way (for the baby carriage) and say "your child is so beautiful."
SILVER: Seeing Ethan Hawke on 23rd street, but not recognizing him. After I said asked kim - "did you see that man's eyes?" She responded, in essence, "Yes, that was Ethan Hawke dumbass."
BRONZE: In a normal get-the-hell-out-of-my-way approach to sidewalk navigation, I nearly plowed over the Queer Eye guys, only noticing Carson as he dodged my embarassingly aggressive self.
Honorable mentions: While eating dinner alone after moving to NYC, noticing Giovanni Ribisi next to me, also having dinner alone. He looked like he had been hit by a train on his way off a coke bender. Seeing Uma while waiting for brunch at Tartine.
Posted by: p-natty | Monday, 23 October 2006 at 01:27 PM
OK, get ready for the name-bombs to drop, yo...
GOLD (for sheer number of celebrities): Whilst at Claire Danes' 18 birthday party, Danny DeVito kept me from from falling into Danes' manager's pool as I passed him. A half hour before that, Minnie Driver was giving me the stink eye. Try dodging ole Leo D'Cap (tall), Winona (like a little bird), and FRIGGIN GABRIEL *hot as hell* BYRNE on the way to the loo.
SILVER (as I behaved like a complete slightly inebriated dork most of the time): Whilst at The Matrix (movie#1) premier party, I managed to call Matthew Perry (looks just like on TV) to me with the Morpheus "let's go" fight hand motion only to embarrass myself by complimenting him profusely (a typical rookie move). I shook Keanu's (tall, HOT) hand and whispered in his ear that I thought The Matrix was a really cool movie and I thought it would be a great hit. Geoffrey Rush (smallish, very nice) bummed a cig from my friend and actually hung around with us to smoke it.
BRONZE: Dodging Jay Leno at my local Von's Pavillions parking lot so I wouldn't end up on "Jay Walking" that evening.
Not even honorable mention: Chachi tried to hit on me while waiting for his dad/family to show up for dinner at a restaurant I was working at in stinking Beverly's Hills. Oh the stories I have from those wretched days...
Posted by: a classic girl | Saturday, 21 October 2006 at 07:37 PM
okay, here are the best ones I can remember:
GOLD: Jeremy Piven at Duke's in LA (before the Emmy win). The Hungarian and I were enjoying drinks at the bar when I looked up and Piven was directly across from us (it was a circular bar). The Hungarian and I pretended to carry on a conversation, but mostly we were just staring at the Piven.
SILVER: Chloe Sevigny at SPA (?) in NYC. She was attempting to fly under the radar in some dumpy granny clothes and an army hat...but she couldnt' fool me. I proceeded to "casually" bum a ciggy from her. (She smokes the Ports, in case you were wondering).
BRONZE: GREG BRADY (Barry Williams) in the Gap dressing room. It was odd. He was there waiting for his sig ot. to try on some jeans and all the sales ladies were swooning. I didn't say anything, just smiled akwardly and tried on my jeans.
Posted by: the polish princess | Friday, 20 October 2006 at 04:40 PM
Gold: Shaking Bill Clinton's hand in the lobby of the Nine Zero. My knees are still weak.
Silver: Running on the treadmill next to Will Smith at my gym in New York City.
Bronze: Watching Oprah regularly walk her dogs near my law school in Chicago - she lived 1 block away.
Posted by: Lil Kim | Friday, 20 October 2006 at 02:06 PM