*UPDATES INCLUDE NEW PIC*
Hello. My name is Princess and I am an unsuccessful stalker.
A few years back I went on a girl's weekend to NYC with my friend Lucy and a few others. We had plans to do all the typical "southern girls in NYC" things. You know, a little sight seeing, a little eating, Regis & Kelly, The View (when it was good), Broadway show, LOTS of shopping, and keeping our eyes peeled for famous people.
Here's a transcript from our shuttle ride from the airport to the Marriott.
Van drives through NYC dropping people off at various locations. We stop at a building near our hotel.
Me: "Hey! There's.....there's.....it's that....ummmm....it's.....THAT GUY FROM THAT TV SHOW!!"
Passenger: "Yeah, the one that replaced the guy who played the father in that movie."
Me: "Yes! He's on that show.....with the lawyers and cops."
(The guy in the middle with the brown suit.)
Not one person on the van knew his name. Sad, I know. But I took it as an omen that we were going to see celebrities....lots of them.
So everywhere we went, I was looking at everyone's face.
I was certain we would walk past Sara Jessica Parker on Fifth Avenue.
Positive that Billie Joel would hold the door for us as we walked into a coffee shop.
Thought there might even be a possibility that we would spot Madonna jogging through Central Park.
We saw Terri Hatcher on The View. (It was a few days before the Desperate Housewives premier.) We saw Joaquin Phoenix on Regis & Kelly. He was promoting a movie with JOHN TRAVOLTA.
Guess who was a guest on Regis & Kelly the next day? Yep. That's right. Mr. Saturday Night Fever....that's just my luck. A day early.
I kept my eyes peeled everywhere we went. We came back to our hotel one night and found out that while we were kicking around Ground Zero, Little Italy, and China Town....John (yes, we're on a first name basis....though I'm not sure he's aware of me this yet) was hanging out at the firestation around the corner from our hotel. *pout face*
I ended up on the plane flying home without one. single. bonafide. star. sighting. The ones at show tapings do not count. They were captive....like monkeys in the zoo. I wanted to see one in the wild. So I could chase them down and take a picture.
I wanted to take a pic like this with someone famous. (Note to the random girl in the pink shirt.....I suggest you get out of Chief 's rightful place at the left hand of Edward. She's had a bad week. You don't want to mess with her. Just sayin'.)
The Prince on the other hand, sees famous people at random places all the time.....without stalking them. The last time he was in San Antonio, he ran in to creepy old man movie star Morgan Friedman and his step granddaughter/girlfriend.
When he was in Orlando he hung out with Joey Fatone at Howl at the Moon. He called to tell me about it and I begged him to go tell Joey how I adored watching him on Dancing with the Stars and how much I looooooved him......with all my heart. The Prince talked to Joey, but didn't tell him any of that stuff. Weird, huh?
(That girl hanging all over Joey is the wife of my hubby's customer. She stole my spot!!! I wish I knew how to photoshop her face out of there and insert mine. I'd probably take the Prince and the dude in the blue shirt out of the pic too. I'm really not good at sharing.)
And yes, he asked me to go on both trips, but it's so hard to get away and leave the kids when they are in school.
*insert regret here*
On one of his other trips to San Antonio, he called me to say, "Hey. I'm at a Spurs game. Guess who is sitting a few rows in front of me." Yep, it was Eva Longoria. Are you kidding me?!?
I plan on ending my losing streak this week.
We are taking the family to San Antonio for a week. One of our activities includes a Spurs game.
I will be in stealth stalker mode.
Eva might ought to hire extra security....I have no idea how I will act.
But I'm betting it will be ridiculous....
*UPDATED PIC FROM MY BOMB DIGGITY FRIEND SUSAN*
I ♥ Susan and Joey!