Last weekend, we were walking by one of the many bars in the bustling downtown of where I live (many of which, since this is a college town, have the 18 to party, 21 to drink policy that always FASCINATED me from the Z100 Club and Concert Calendar). One of them has a VIP entrance which, of course, made the snob in me ask "who in this town is a VIP?" And my friend replied,snarkily, "the cast of ____?" Fill in the WB show that films in town in that blank space. To be honest, he's probably right. Unless there are some LOCAL VIP's that I am not aware of (in which case, how do I become one? Do you think that being the star of my own NPR show called The Accidental Southern Belle would work? Based on the clientele at the NPR party I went to last weekend, the answer to that is decidely: No.)
So, when that same friend spotted the star of said WB show on the street the other night, we got all excited and were like, wow, stars really live here. It's like New York, but just, well, more humid. Also, it seems that there is a movie filming in town, so everyone is a-twitter talking about how some a-list movie star folks might be here.
Therefore, when, last night, my friend thought he saw Jared Leto, we immediately had to turn and walked VERY briskly (we did NOT, however, run) back toward the supposed Leto (which Olsen twin was he dating? I can't remember. But whichever one it was, isn't it weird that after they broke up the OTHER twin totally went to a pool party at his house? Those twins are really trying to mess with each other. Oh, and speaking of celebrity dating, I'm very happy that Jennifer Anniston is making out with Vince Vaughn in public. Well-done. I think he is a great rebound choice for her.)
Anyway, of course, it was TOTALLY NOT Jared Leto. In fact, it wasn't even a bad lookalike. I have no idea what we were thinking. We were high on stars, but now we are brought down to earth again.