There are two sides to all celebrities: The squeaky-clean images forced upon the public by PR reps and their actual personalities. To provide you with a glimpse into the real Hollywood characters are Mollygood’s very own readers, telling tales of celebrity encounters big and small. Up this week: Reader Jana's special moment with Luke Wilson.
About five years ago I was at a Dallas Mavericks game with my brother. We were walking to our seats when a guy passed us who looked like Luke Wilson. He was wearing a jacket and scarf and I told my brother that it had to be him. Naturally, I went after him and walked alongside him until I finally blurted out, "Are you Luke Wilson?" He awkwardly slowed down and just turned his head: "Uh…why…yes I am." He agreed to take a picture with me and was nice enough to ask my brother if it came out OK. Remember, this was five years ago when my brother's digital camera took a while longer to load to view the picture. He didn't want to keep Luke waiting, so he said it was fine. Luke walked away and then we saw the photo — Luke's eyes were closed.
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Oh. My. God.
Has anybody alerted the Times?
His eyes.
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Closed.
OMIGOD!
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WTF
Sounds like he's actually a pretty nice guy. That's decent.
I went out with a five single girlfriends to Sushi Roku for Valentines Day a few years ago and he came up to our table to tell us how beautiful we looked. We told him it was single girls' Valentines Day and he said, "the way you are looking tonight, I can promise you that won't be the case next year". Then went back to dinner with his girlfriend. (swoon) So sweet.
aw. what a cute story, mag.
I wonder if uncle walt and uncle twat are identical twin brothers.
You know with the synergistic comments and all.
i think the story about nick lachey is better
It probably wasn't even him. It was just some guy who thought he'd answer "Yeah, sure that's me." I'd totally do that if someone asked me if I was someone famous.
I was on line with my bf for 10 minutes before realizing that he was in front of us in line at Jim's Steaks in Philly. He was very nice. He ordered a cheesesteak with whiz washed down with a yuengling. He had tousled hair, a very nice nice butt, chill demeanor, and had a moth hole in his navy blue wool sweater. I asked if I could take a pic with him, he said yes and he closed his eyes too. i was too nervous to ask for another one. OH - even better, when it was our turn to order, the ladies running the register said "oh my god, shirley - owen wilson is on line!". he laughed. then we all laughed. cool dude.