If I had to pick events that would always fit in the “not exactly ready” kind of moment, a celebrity run-in/spotting would be on the list. I have not had many of those. I once saw Tiny Tim at Target, and there was an Ethan Embry (or Hawk? ugh, I can’t remember now) sighting at an airport in Canada somewhere. Kristin swears we saw Josh Duhamel in NYC, and I’ll claim it because I don’t know enough to say otherwise. The best was Hulk Hogan in the Atlanta airport on my way to Disney World. And then that one time I interviewed professional matchmaker Steve Ward. But I don’t think I’ve ever met a celebrity, or touched one (errrr…..)
That’s right, folks. My job doesn’t have a lot of opportunities for universal bragging rights. I mean, unless you know who Mick de Giulio is (I emailed his PR lady one time) or you know the kitchen designs of Karen Williams (totally called her two weeks ago) or you find a Bertazzoni as sexy as I do (not like I’ve ever touched one). But you probably don’t. What you DO probably know, however, is the show Extreme Makeover Home Edition. Now, don’t get too excited. I didn’t meet Ty. (Although, that’s a possibility in the future. So stay tuned. Next spring.) I met Tracy Hutson! Yeah, I didn’t know who she was either. But plenty of people out there do. EITHER WAY; I MET ONE. A REAL-LIFE CELEBRITY. We shook hands. She looked a bit like a sailor. She didn’t eat anything. She talked like a sorority girl (fast, reiterative). She told us about her new TV show that I kind of (totally) want to watch, but can’t actually tell you about yet. I can’t tell you about this sweet kitchen faucet, either, but I bet you don’t care about that.