This is one of those post that is going to be ridiculous, silly even. That I may delete upon further coherent review, but it was just something that happened today that made me laugh.
There was a premiere party of #Greenleaf, a great new series on OWN (full disclosure – I may or may not work for said cable network), and it was on The Lot, as they say, no seriously, the place I work is called The Lot. How very meta. But anyway…I digress…
There was a premiere party for this great new show that is premiering on our network, and it was my job to get the hella outta there so I could give up my parking space for the plethora of pretty people attending. All very exciting, even though I was more excited that my #HelloFresh box was waiting for me at home…but I digress again…
Any who, on the way to my said car that I had to move, to get the hella outta there so all the pretty people could mingle under the stars, I run into none other than Nancy O’Dell. NANCY FREAKING O’DELL…my 16 year old self doing a little flip. You see, back in the day, I wanted to BE Nancy O’Dell. I wanted to report from the red carpet and ask “what are you wearing” and all that jazz. I literally NEEDED TO BE NANCY O’DELL (even though I do not look good as a blonde). I used to practice my interviews in front of my mirrored closet with a brush (well, to be honest, I practiced both my acceptance speeches AND my interviews in that mirror…) My 16 year old self wanted to take a picture, wanted to say hello, just wanted to be in the presence of NANCY freaking O’DELL!
But my 35-year old self just smiled at the moment and went about her business.
While I try to psychoanalyze myself into WHAT DOES THIS MEAN!?! the other part of me is like, eh, it’s just Nancy O’Dell. Just another human doing her job that happens to be in Hollywood…Just like me.
The California Adventure continues…
Lifetime Celebrity sighting tally:
Steven Spielberg
Ed Zwick
Steven Levitan
James Wood
Billy Bob Thornton
Sean Penn
David Benioff
Nancy O’Dell
