Celebrity sighting alert in two parts
As I stood in line waiting to order my salad "to go" at a Beverly Hills restaurant, three young men in various stages of bling sidled up next to me. I didn't think much about it, except to assume that they must've had some bank to be bejeweled and jersey'd out like they were. As we all split with our takeout orders, they climbed into a gold-accented SUV and a shrill circle of five 12-year-old blonde girls on the sidewalk started bouncing up and down in their flip-flops and ponytails while pointing at the SUV. Obviously, I'd been rubbing elbows with someone of note: one Lil' Bow Wow. Nice to know being a teenage heartthrob hasn't made him too proud to carry his own doggie bags. Badumbump.
Later that same day, while looking for a parking space near a movie theater, I spotted Willem Dafoe hoofing it down the sidewalk with a female companion. I called out my sighting to my two friends in the vehicle with me and we managed to circle the block in time to find ourselves waiting to take his parking space.
We idled behind his sedan as he opened the passenger door for his amiga. He looked our way and gave us a "Don't worry, I know you're waiting for me to move" nodding grimace. We three, all hovering around 40 years of age, were just as shrill as the 90210 pre-teens from earlier in the day as we reveled in the fact that we were soon going to be in "Willem Dafoe's parking space!!!" We all agreed he was majorly do-able. Quite handsome despite his slight build and shaved head. His locality also implied that he'd just left the previous showing of the movie we were walking into, 2046, so he has good taste in films, too. How dreamy can one guy get? No disrespect to Bow Wow, natch.