It was mid summer in Los Angeles and I happened to be searching for a job and running an errand at the local Kinko's. It was a typical L.A. day; sunny, beautiful, strip-malled, and in a hurry. In typical fashion, parking at Kinko's was a pain in the ass. They parked you underground in a 30' x 30' lot, and the parking attendant took your keys and parked your car in between 5 cars, running frantically around and constantly rearranging the cars like he was playing tetris with 29 BMW's and 1 Toyota Camry... Ahem.
So, as I was waiting around for the attendant to get my car from the surrounding wall of BMW's. Just me and the attendant. I told him my car model and he started to search for my keys among all the ones hanging from hooks in front of him. At about this time, a certain young woman came up next to me who also needed her car. She obviously just walked out of the tanning bed next to Kinko's, because she was in her casual sweatpants and glistening in a layer of sweat. Yeah, not exactly the perfect situation, but I immediately recognized her as Mandy Moore. She was hot and naturally beautiful, no doubt about it. Now, I have seen many celebs in LA but Mandy Moore is A) gorgeous B) my age and C) was standing 2 feet away from me.
So, I needed to say something. You know, at least get her talking. So, the valet guy could not find my keys and was fumbling around. I cracked a joke, and they both snickered. I got a laugh out of her, so that was good. But I could tell that she was a little reticent to communicate with people because of her flushed perspired appearance from tanning and her ultra casual clothes. The valet guy walked away and it was just the two of us. So, I cracked a couple jokes and before I knew it my Camry was ready for me. Unfortunately, I did not invite Mandy for a ride off to eternal sunshine. Damn it, it was Mandy Moore!
This was the day I missed my chance with Mandy Moore. Man, she is gorgeous. I should have went for it.
6 comments:
damn, she is hot. can i comment on my own blog?
I've been trying to find someone to watch A Walk to Remember with me. :) Kidding. Yes, she is a pretty girl, and I'm sorry you missed her chance with her. I'm fairly sure it was a blessing in disguise though. Most likely, you would still be in LA, living in the shadow of Mandy Moore. And no one wants that. :)
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I would definitely live in the shadow of Mandy Moore; I have no problem with that. Of all my celebrity encounters in Aspen, the closest I have ever come to flirting with a celebrity was when I coincidentally opened a door twice going in and out of a bookstore for Goldie Hawn, who then laughed and thanked me. But then again she's like a hundred and married to Kurt Russell. Then again her daughter is Kait Hudson and she's single. Darn it, Rusty! I missed my chance too!!!
Oh wait, then one time the young chick from the Sopranos rented skis from us, but I didn't know who the heck she was. Does that count? She and her friend borrowed our shop football to throw around on the sidewalk.
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