I have a confession to make: I love celebrity stalking. Although I don’t have much time to do it these days, I am a sucker for celebrity blogs, magazines, and videos. Of course I try to keep it classy and judge those leeches on TMZ (because I am so much better than them) and take the headlines of OK! magazine with a bit of skepticism, but give me a “credible” source like Entertainment Weekly or People? I’m hooked.
Unfortunately, my celebrity radar is really terrible. An old co-worker of mine attracts stars like bees to a flower. Ian Somerhalder hit on her on a flight. Chris Pine sends her obnoxious texts. Me? I can count the number of legit encounters I’ve had on one hand. *sad* There was Ludacris in Midtown. (Back when I used to frequent the club scene.) Vern Yip (you know, that designer on “Trading Spaces” … no?) in the Highlands. Boss Bailey (who was often visited by his brother Champ) was a temporary neighbor in my Athens apartment. I saw Buddy the Cake Boss in Hoboken, NJ. Shaquille O’Neal in Buckhead. (But even then my husband was the one to point him out.)
Perhaps the most glorious sighting was when I got to dance on stage with Gwen Stefani at Gwinnett Center. Yes, you read that right. I, Jin K., pranced around like an idiot on stage with Gwen and her Harajuku back-up dancers. This was when Gwen was on tour for her first solo album. My friends and I dressed up like her Harajuku girls (Korean girls pretending to be Japanese girls – sure why not) and mingled with the masses. Some mistook us for Gwen’s real girls. Pictures were taken. Babies were kissed. (Okay not really.) We looked really cool (crazy). So cool that Gwen’s manager found us in our seats and asked if we wanted to go on stage with Gwen for her final number. It was my five minutes of fame. Gwen winked at me.
I need another moment like that. I want a bona fide “kiss my baby” A-list star run-in. None of this reality star nonsense. How about a rendezvous with Ryan Gosling? Dancing with Justin Timberlake? Shennigans with Paul Rudd? Too many boys? I’ll gladly hang out with Jennifer Lawrence.
And with Atlanta becoming the new hot spot for film production, this is not a far-fetched request. In fact, many a movies have been filming at and near my work building downtown. “Hunger Games“, “Anchorman 2“, “Ride Along“, “Let’s be Cops“, “Fast and Furious 7” (RIP Paul Walker), and on and on. If any famous people are reading this, let’s make this happen.
What is your biggest celebrity encounter in Atlanta (or anywhere else) that would make me yelp in admiration?