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 Sara's night out with the always lovely Perez Hilton.
I've met and seen many a celeb while out and about in New York, but one of my favorite encounters would have to be with D-list "blogger" Perez Hilton. My friends and I attended a launch party for some lame Web site at The Grand in Midtown this past year. Just as we were about to take advantage of the open bar, I saw a group of people gathered around what appeared to be an orange-haired hot mess. We chugged our champagne (classy!) in anticipation, and decided to check out the shit show that was Perez.
As a fairly loyal reader at the time, I went over and approached him — me on one side of the "VIP" velvet ropes and him on the other. But the only thing I could think to ask him (besides "how do you live with yourself?") was if he could please make his Web site a little less hot pink so it was easier to hide while I perused it at work. He laughed hysterically. And then said, "no." Asshole. I got a picture with him for the hell of it, but decided something was missing when I looked at it the next day. Like perhaps a crappily drawn penis on his face.
[Ed Note: Agreed, Perez isn't exactly a "celebrity" but this is the best I can do unless you all SEND ME STORIES!]
E-mail your own celebrity encounters to whitney@mollygood.com.
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I thought this was called "Celebrity Encounters"? ZING!
I wish I could sent you some exciting celebrity encounters, Whitney, but the best I have is when I was raising money for a local women's shelter and Barry Pepper walked by. I asked him for a donation and he completely ignored me. I didn't even know he was Barry Pepper until after he had walked away.
I bet none of us can even fathom the extent to which Perez must hate himself.
Maybe he doesn't hate himself. Maybe he's a narcissist.
He's a self-loathing narcissist.
All my celebrity encounters are so mundane and uneventful. Side of the road sort of things. But. Then. No one wants to believe the truth than anyhows. It really isn't so exciting.
I helped David Sedaris find his way to a safe smoking zone once. He really, really needed a cigarette.
I once stood behind Sarah Chaulk (sp?) (Scrubs and Rosanne) in a line up for ferry food on the way to Nanaimo BC the year was 2000. She was talking with a younger lady (sister?) about a vacation, something about a buddhist country she had just visited, all very boring really. She said or did nothing out of the ordinary. I was pregnant and in desperate need of food so I was even less interested in the person in front of me. This is my one and only celebrity encounter - pretty exciting, I know.
Hmmmmm. That story sucked. Perez is an asshole because he said "no" to a stupid fan request to change the color of his website? ANYWAYS.
I was on the same flight as Colin Farrell last week, does that count? He was actually totally chill, it was refreshing to see a celebrity act like a human being and not a magnanimous god sent here to grace us with their presence.
I also met Bono, Bill Clinton, Madeleine Albright, Jimmy Carter & wife, Senator Leahy, etc. None of the stories are that interesting though (except Senator Leahy told me an interesting one about being thrown around by Heath Ledger on the new batman flick).
So you expected him to change the color of his website for YOU?
He's the narcissist? Pot to kettle…
i thought that was phillip seymour hoffman.
forgive me, PSH!
I used to be best friends with the daughter of Donny Osmond's accountant. Whenever he'd call while I was there I'd run and answer the phone…I like to think we had a lil sumthin sumthin goin on. :)
It paid off when I met him for real and he signed all my CDs. Yes, people, I know, this is so uncool. But so what? I'm in Utah. He's like effin royalty here.
Point of the story: He's so nice and genuine…and surprisingly HOT in person. :)
An uncle of mine grew up with Jack Nicholson. They used to play behind a hair salon either both their mothers went to or one of them owned or something when they were children.
Never actually met either of them, but I still think its cool
I agree that Perez is a "D List" blogger, but also want to point out that Michael K of the blog D Listed is one of the funniest writers in this celebrity blog world. Perez needs to learn from this guy!
So…Pha-Q…..wouldn't happen to be Perez?
Derek Jeter is from my home town so I've met him a handful of times.
I also used to work at a 4 diamond hotel so I met quite a few celebs. Aretha Franklin, BB King, Weird Al (Celeb?), David Spade, Leslie Nielson, I hiccuped on the phone to James Earl Jones, Jessica Simpson, Sebastian Bach.. and so on.
The most notable story that I have was when The Righteous Brothers stayed at my hotel. I blocked the rooms and made all of their keys for check in later that night. The next morning my mom woke me up to tell me that I was going to have a bad day at work because one of them died in his hotel room. The one that I blocked him into.
Agreed…Michael K at DListed is THE best blogger ever. Sooooo snarky…and thats what i like to read! Not to mention the people who post on there…genius!! I laugh my ass off all day long reading the posts.
Um….I havent really met anyone famous…BUT…i did go to a club in Vegas that Perez was hosting at. He was a snooooooooooozefest…stayed in his little VIP section all night long and didnt socialize with anyone. hmmph!