Even though I live in Los Angeles, I very rarely ever see any famous people. I think I’m probably just too poor to go where they go, and, well, I don’t go out much anyway. But today I stopped by a large makeup supply shop / salon / day spa called Naimie’s and saw Jon Voight, of all people, chatting with someone at the counter.
I’ve never really liked to be the center of attention myself, and have always thought it would be really uncomfortable to be famous like that, always being recognized and watched wherever you go (and mentioned in stranger’s blogs). Which is kind of ironic, since I obviously do like some attention – why else would I have hundreds of bondage pictures of myself online? But real life and the internet are two different things. I can’t imagine how famous people can even bear to go out and constantly see that look of recognition in the eyes of other people whom they’ve never met and will likely never know. It has to be really weird and disorienting. You can understand how some of them must go a little crazy or become total recluses.
Jon Voigt is a famous actor. He played with Dustin Hoffman in a very touching film named Macadam Cowboy. A great film.
Srangely, Sandra, as I was looking the TV new here, witch was showing the house your new president and the reporter was asking his neighbourhood, I was thinking to myself : jee …! it must be impossible to live quite normally with so much G men around you. How can you buy a trousers in a shop …? Or can you go to your favorite pizzaria …? And this, for the rest of your life …
I would rather see you than Jon Voight any day or night of the week, in fact I would rather see you over almost any famous actor or actress, except may-be Darla Crane, but that would be a close decision.
WOW, Darla Crane or whatever her real name might be. Now that is one celebrity I wouldn’t mind meeting. She is one of the all time Greats along with Summer Cummings and my way back old favorite Sally Roberts. When I came across one of her first tapes I just fell in love with that girl.
The only celebrity that I once met in the Denver airport was Hulk Hogan and he was in a hurry to catch his next flight and didn’t look like he wanted to be bothered. He seems bigger on TV. I didn’t stand back to back with him but I could swear that I was at least 2 inches taller than he is. That may be great when you want to be a tough guy but when I am Stacy that is a big problem. Who ever is going to think a 6’2″ Amazon is a real girl. Then when I put on some heels I am even more of a Giant. Maybe I can star in one of those old 50’s B-Movie remakes of Attack of the Expanding Women and become my own celebrity ;-)
Hi Stacy,
look at this real woman with her hight heels. I think she is at least as tall as you, and she looks very feminine. A real amazone …
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