Monday, September 04, 2006

Without Further Ado...

Don't ask me how a white girl who grew up in Boca Raton becomes obsessed with hip hop, but all I can tell you is that it happened. The good news is, in the years since my youth I have expanded my musical tastes well beyond just the hip-hop realm, but there is still a special place in my heart for the rappers I grew up listening to.

Nevermind that many of them are semi-violent criminals who would punch me in the face just as soon as they'd look at me...I love them just the same.

That's why, last week, I was excited almost to the point of bursting open, when I came face to face with Snoop Dogg. My number two celebrity picture choice of all time.

I was working at an event prior to the VMAs, where celebrities come through to collect free products from companies. I was there on behalf of a nutritional bar. I must admit, it was a little bit hard to get them to pay attention when across the way D&G sunglasses and diamond jewelry were being given away, but that was my job.

Just moments before Snoop entered, I had suffered a mini-meltdown when Jordan Knight of New Kids on the Block walked into the room. It was like I was seven years old all over again...I clammed up and couldn't speak and felt myself getting flushed. Much like I did at the New Kids Concert I attended in second grade. However, I composed myself and wound up having a twenty minute conversation with Jon Knight, brother of Jordan and less-cute Knight Brother. The point being that I cut my teeth learning how to talk to celebrities with him and so when I was given the heads up that Snoop was going to be entering a few, I got my head and wits together and was ready to talk to him before I lost him to the sunglasses and diamonds.

Imagine, if you will, a triange. Whereas I am one point, and directly across in the other two points are the D&G people and the Diamond Princess (who was a huge bitch, p.s.) Snoop walks directly in front me, cutting the triangle in half.

I call out: "Snoop, would you like an Atkins bar?" Never imagining in a million, trillion years that he'd actually turn around.

Snoop: (insert Snoop Dogg voice as well): Is that like a candy bar?

Me: Well...it tastes like a candy bar, but it's better for you. You know, like if you're trying to stay in shape or something.

Snoop (with a tummy pat): But I already am in shape.

Me: (winking): Well, if you want to stay more in shape. (I have no idea what the hell that meant, but at that point all I could think of was the fact that I was actually having a conversation with Snoop D-O-double-gizzle.)

Snoop: Okay I'll try one.

Me: (hands Snoop several bars trying not to let him see that my hands are shaking).

Snoop: Do you need to take my picture with it?

Me: Yes. (takes picture.)

Me: And can I take my picture with you too?

Snoop: Sure.

Me: (Runs over and gives him a giant hug. Realizes what I'm doing. Pull back a bit). Oh my god, this is a dream come true.

Snoop: Haha

Me: No, seriously, I can sing you every word to Americas Most Wanted. It's my favorite song. If you want.

Snoop: Ha. (Head shake.)

Me: (Deep breath to keep from fainting.)

And that was it. Then he was off to peruse all the other goods in the room, and I immediately began texting anyone who would appreciate what was most definitely the most exciting moment of my life...pretty much ever. I actually felt so happy on the inside that I wanted to explode. I imagine that only my wedding day and the birth of my first child would feel any happier than that. And I only wish I was joking.

Other celebrities I met that day? Dhani Jones of the Philadelphia Eagles, Panic! At the Disco (my new obsession), the owners of Stereo nightclub in NYC, the band Disturb'd, Fieldy from Korn, Brooke Hogan, Steven from Laguna Beach, a couple of girls from Americas Next Top Model, Saigon (and yes I made a lame joke about screwing over Turtle in Entourage, and then he massaged my arm in a wierd way when we were posing for a photo)...and a few others who I guess aren't important enough to remember. All in all...an excellent day.

But not as excellent as this:

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Well this clears up the story, but would still prefer to hear it first hand...you are officially my coolest friend, the title belonged to this homeless guy I know, but now you have rightfully stolen it!
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