Sunday, August 22, 2010
As you know (unless you are an idiot) one of the things that comes with working in the entertainment/fashion industry is being in the constant vicinity of celebrities. Sometimes it’s because you paid them to hawk a product at your event, other times it’s because you lobbied their PR agents to get them into a dress, show up at a dinner, or the like. Thus, in order to be successful (and not embarrass yourself), you must learn celeb-skills. You must quickly learn that a high percentage of celebs are not normal people (if you weren't already born with the gene that tells you). I was born with that gene, and have that skill.
HAVING SAID THAT, most celebrities are "artists" for a reason. They use their right brain, and are very eccentric. Sprinkle in some child stardom, some enablers along the way, and you have a recipe for the perfect storm.
I recently re-realized that I have this skill, and that it comes in handy living in LA. It also helps to be married to a man who was not reared (hehehe) watching television or having any access to popular culture. Often times we can be sitting amongst a small school of celebs and Trevis doesn't even know. I like this.
So color me surprised last weekend whilst we were awaiting our chariot outside of Ago, amongst blinding paparazzi flashes focused on the members of Sean Penn's 50th birthday party, when Trevis made a sighting. Naturally I assumed it was not a celebrity, mostly because he was facing the opposite direction than the cameras.
Trevis: "Is that Eddie Vedder?"
Kelly: "Wha? where? No, that's the old creepy dude from Big Love."
Trevis: "No, the one he is talking to."
Trevie's first celeb sighting! It was good ole Ed. I realize the significance of this sighting as I have been reminded on more than one occasion that he is from E-town (or Evanston, Illinois to the layperson), just as Travor is. Before I could say Yougurtland he had popped out the car and was in the middle of a celeb sammich.
Quickly he returned with a pained, neh, confused look on his face.
"He said he didn't go to Evanston Township High School. But he did. I went there, I know he did.
Maybe it wasn't him."
My heart ached for him that he was not prepared for the reality that I already known for years. EV is not one of us but a celebrity who has been famous for a long time and most likely, is very, well, far from grounded,
So let this be a warning to you all; if you can protect your loved ones from a celeb-crush encounter, do it. Consider it your good deed for the day. They never need to know the truth.