Accidental Stalker?
Celeb stalkers are scary and they exist. And somehow, I accidentally became one while shopping at Barney’s New York last Friday.
I began my Barney’s shopping trip like any other: Fuelling up on delish deli from the fifth floor restaurant. The hostess seated me and my friend at the end of the outdoor patio, an intimate section of four tables. “Is that…?” my friend asked. “Yes, it is” I murmured back as we saw Curb Your Enthusiasm’s Cheryl Hines having lunch with her 3-year-old daughter, Catherine Rose, and her two assistants.
After devouring our organic omelets and sandwiches, I headed to the restroom, did my thing, and opened my stall door only to find Cheryl washing her hands. It was an ordinary sighting so I politely smiled. We both applied lip gloss and went our separate ways to begin shopping.
Wandering around the men’s shoe section, we bumped into each other again. She gave me a look…Oh my god, I thought to myself, does she think I’m following her or something? Feeling like I was her perpetually unsettled costar Larry David, I knew I had to say something. But what?!?!!??! She’s the one who does improv!
Cornered in the sneaker section, I finally said “I usually opt for platforms and T-straps, but they look so comfy compared to what we’re used to!” She looked at me, and smiled easily, instantly agreeing. “You can’t have too many comfortable shoes!” she said.
My friend tried on some sneaks and Cheryl moved on. Whew! Diverted! We decided to shop on Melrose, but it wasn’t so easy to leave. As we headed over towards the parking lot elevators, there she was -- this time with her entire clan. I swear it felt like we were in one of her episodes! She looked up at us with a pseudo-friendly totally-forced half smile and got back to her assistants. Just as I was about to jokingly tell her to stop following me, our elevator arrived and we jumped in.
In the car and ready with payment in hand, my friend and I couldn’t help but laugh at how many times we had run into Cheryl & Co. As I turned the last corner of the lot, I braked suddenly for a crew of three women and a stroller, crossing towards their Prius.
I am truly an accidental stalker…
Comments
You better be careful or she's gonna put out a restraining order on you! What kind of sneaks did she buy anyway?
She didn't buy any herself but my friend picked up a super hot pair of John Varvatos for Converse...
OMG, that is a hilariously vivid tale, you are another walking cartoon.
