Famous people are invading my dreams
May. 12th, 2012 12:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
averygoodun42No. Really! I mean, I was blown over by how nice Meryl Streep was as she moved over to sit with me at a party hosted by... either Jean Paul Gaultier or Karl Lagerfeld (I think it was Lagerfeld). There were lots of other people there, both famous and familiar, and I ended up leaving because I was almost literally sick with jealousy over Donna (from West Wing) selling a mediocre photograph for $29,000 (and Bradley Whitford's character trying to hide the amount from her for her own good?) and... yeah.
And every step of the way, including catching a miniscule elevator down with a sky-high pro basketball player (holding his adorable infant) it seemed so real. I even remember wishing I'd had my camera when we passed a cathedral that incorporated polished dead wood into the stone structure. That wasn't the view from the elevator, though. That was after I left the party.
And every step of the way, including catching a miniscule elevator down with a sky-high pro basketball player (holding his adorable infant) it seemed so real. I even remember wishing I'd had my camera when we passed a cathedral that incorporated polished dead wood into the stone structure. That wasn't the view from the elevator, though. That was after I left the party.
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Date: 2012-05-12 10:05 pm (UTC)I just watched his spring haute couture collection, a tribute to Amy Winehouse, which worked better than it sounds.