Celebrity encounter: fact or fiction?

Anonymous
When I was in my mid-20's I was working in promotions and was backstage at a big multi-act concert (for my job). I was in the bathroom washing my hands when this gorgeous woman walked in. She immediately started fixing her hair in the mirror and complaining in a cute way about how hot it was and that her hair was a big, frizzy mess (Very down-to-earth). I had already been there like 10 hours and was sweaty and gross, so I said, "Oh man, I wish I looked that good after being out here for 10 hours!" She said thanks and we both went our separate ways.

Fast forward about 30 minutes when I went into the stadium to watch some of the concert. Tim McGraw was onstage and said, "Let me introduce my sweetheart, Faith Hill!"...you guessed it, it was the lady from the bathroom. This was probably 12 or so years ago, so they were just together and she was just starting to get famous.

SO FUNNY!
Anonymous


Who the hell is Juanes?
Anonymous
My sister was an acting apprentice with Gwyneth Paltrow when they were both about 17. Apparently she was not the easiest person to like.

The funny thing was that Gwyneth Paltrow became such a 'legend' that summer for real and percieved slights that my sister and her friends were constantly referencing back to her as in "Oh I'm sorry GWYNETH I did't realise that you wanted to talk first" etc. I was stunned when she started to become famous- not for her acting or anything but the fact that this poor(?) girl had been such a familiar joke around my family.


My sister loved 'Shakespeare in Love' but still rolls her eyes when Gwyneth Paltrow is brought up into a conversation.
Anonymous
In the late 80's, I went to camp in North Carolina. There was a girl there called August who liked to play the guitar. She was a friend of a friend and nice and normal. A few months later, a friend of mine and I were watching TV. My friend was flipping channels, and I saw August on TV very briefly with her guitar. The show briefly mentioned her dad and it sounded like he was a famous musician, but it didn't say who he was. My friend had then changed the channel before I could say "it's August!" Of course I tried to change it back to the channel and the show was over and to this day I do not know who August's famous father was!


If anyone knows, fill me in!
Anonymous
Meatloaf?
Anonymous
Fact: I met Miles from Murphy Brown at the Ann Arbor Art Festival in '98. V. nice and let us take a pic with him. Met John Stewart at a Nat'l Assoc. for Campus Activities event in '92 or '93. He was the MC entertainment portion. I would love to meet him again and just hug him for his awesomeness.

Fiction: I'd love to meet the Obamas. I'd probably cry.
Anonymous
Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:I'm surprised that celebrities fly commercial. I'd always assumed they only flew private jets. Guess I'm pretty naive.


Karl Rove was on my recent Southwest flight back from Phoenix. That sort of surprised me.


In a very DC moment, I saw Ted Koppel, Sam Donaldson and Bill Bradley all on the same Delta Shuttle flight to NYC. BB is huge and TK is tiny. It was actually pretty funny to see them together. And Sam Donaldson was very sweet -- helped me pry my bag out of the overhead bin without waiting to be asked.
Anonymous
I ran for President against Barack Obama. It was in law school. I lost (along with about 18 other people, some of whom, unlike me, are also pretty well known).
Anonymous
Randy Newman (composer/musician) was a friend of a college prof so he came to class to talk about the music business. He seemed down to earth but told us to go out and buy the stuff he had worked on.
Anonymous
Anonymous wrote:

Who the hell is Juanes?

Singer from Colombia who is huge in the Spanish-speaking world.
Anonymous


"Ugly Hollywood".

Funny!
Anonymous
"I ran for President against Barack Obama. It was in law school. I lost (along with about 18 other people, some of whom, unlike me, are also pretty well known)."

F*ck. Sorry to hear.

"How's all that hope and change worki'n out fer ya then, people?" HAHAHAHA.
Anonymous
I was visiting my cousin in NYC, and when she went to work, I went out to see the town. I don't know how, but I lost my purse. I tore all around, retracing my steps, and couldn't find it. I had to ask a stranger to borrow her cell phone, had to call information and get connected to the restaurant where my cousin was a waitress. She said she would come get me when her shift ended, and that I should meet her at a restaurant/bar near where I was. I had a couple hours to kill, so I figured I'd go get drunk. Of course, I didn't have any money, but I thought I could just drink til my cousin got there, and she could pay my tab. I sat at the bar (it was early afternoon) and had a couple drinks. A very tall, blond guy sat a couple stools down from me, messing around on his iphone. Then, disaster: the bartender said he was going off-shift, and I had to settle up. I told him my story, which he wasn't buying at all. We started to argue, and the blond guy heaved a deep sigh, and shoved a couple 20s at him. The bartender took it, glared at me, and left. I turned to thank the blond guy, and OMG it was Eric from True Blood. He's amazingly tall, broad-shouldered, and so handsome. He offered to buy me another drink. I felt weird accepting, but, um... Eric! We talked. He asked me if my story was for real, and I assured him it was. We talked on and off for another hour or so, with lots of iphone breaks for him, and I started to get antsy because I expected my cousin by then. Eric (Ok, Alexander Skarsgard) let me use his phone to call her restaurant. She was all relieved that I'd called, because her boss was making her stay through happy hour, and she didn't have any way to contact me. I gave AS his phone back, and told him what happened. He said, "so, you have time". And then he asked if I wanted to go back to his hotel with him, which I did. We spent the next three hours having the hottest, most uninhibited sex of my life. I left him lying in that hotel bed, looking sleepy and happy, and I went to meet my cousin.
Anonymous
Anonymous wrote:I was visiting my cousin in NYC, and when she went to work, I went out to see the town. I don't know how, but I lost my purse. I tore all around, retracing my steps, and couldn't find it. I had to ask a stranger to borrow her cell phone, had to call information and get connected to the restaurant where my cousin was a waitress. She said she would come get me when her shift ended, and that I should meet her at a restaurant/bar near where I was. I had a couple hours to kill, so I figured I'd go get drunk. Of course, I didn't have any money, but I thought I could just drink til my cousin got there, and she could pay my tab. I sat at the bar (it was early afternoon) and had a couple drinks. A very tall, blond guy sat a couple stools down from me, messing around on his iphone. Then, disaster: the bartender said he was going off-shift, and I had to settle up. I told him my story, which he wasn't buying at all. We started to argue, and the blond guy heaved a deep sigh, and shoved a couple 20s at him. The bartender took it, glared at me, and left. I turned to thank the blond guy, and OMG it was Eric from True Blood. He's amazingly tall, broad-shouldered, and so handsome. He offered to buy me another drink. I felt weird accepting, but, um... Eric! We talked. He asked me if my story was for real, and I assured him it was. We talked on and off for another hour or so, with lots of iphone breaks for him, and I started to get antsy because I expected my cousin by then. Eric (Ok, Alexander Skarsgard) let me use his phone to call her restaurant. She was all relieved that I'd called, because her boss was making her stay through happy hour, and she didn't have any way to contact me. I gave AS his phone back, and told him what happened. He said, "so, you have time". And then he asked if I wanted to go back to his hotel with him, which I did. We spent the next three hours having the hottest, most uninhibited sex of my life. I left him lying in that hotel bed, looking sleepy and happy, and I went to meet my cousin.


Seriously? Is this fact or fiction? I'm dying here...
Anonymous
Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:I was visiting my cousin in NYC, and when she went to work, I went out to see the town. I don't know how, but I lost my purse. I tore all around, retracing my steps, and couldn't find it. I had to ask a stranger to borrow her cell phone, had to call information and get connected to the restaurant where my cousin was a waitress. She said she would come get me when her shift ended, and that I should meet her at a restaurant/bar near where I was. I had a couple hours to kill, so I figured I'd go get drunk. Of course, I didn't have any money, but I thought I could just drink til my cousin got there, and she could pay my tab. I sat at the bar (it was early afternoon) and had a couple drinks. A very tall, blond guy sat a couple stools down from me, messing around on his iphone. Then, disaster: the bartender said he was going off-shift, and I had to settle up. I told him my story, which he wasn't buying at all. We started to argue, and the blond guy heaved a deep sigh, and shoved a couple 20s at him. The bartender took it, glared at me, and left. I turned to thank the blond guy, and OMG it was Eric from True Blood. He's amazingly tall, broad-shouldered, and so handsome. He offered to buy me another drink. I felt weird accepting, but, um... Eric! We talked. He asked me if my story was for real, and I assured him it was. We talked on and off for another hour or so, with lots of iphone breaks for him, and I started to get antsy because I expected my cousin by then. Eric (Ok, Alexander Skarsgard) let me use his phone to call her restaurant. She was all relieved that I'd called, because her boss was making her stay through happy hour, and she didn't have any way to contact me. I gave AS his phone back, and told him what happened. He said, "so, you have time". And then he asked if I wanted to go back to his hotel with him, which I did. We spent the next three hours having the hottest, most uninhibited sex of my life. I left him lying in that hotel bed, looking sleepy and happy, and I went to meet my cousin.


Seriously? Is this fact or fiction? I'm dying here...


I know, right? I'm guessing fiction, but hoping fact, because...AWESOME.
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