In February, I started an occasional segment in my Weekly Updates column to discuss celebrities I have recently seen on the streets of New York City. Now that I’m doing it for the third time, I think it demands its own column.
I still think it uncouth and embarrassing to report on every celebrity encounter, especially because I forget most of them. As I said in segments 1 or 2 of this, once you’ve seen or interacted with a handful of famous people it stops being interesting. It takes a public figure looking or doing something humiliating, seeing someone totally ridiculous, for it to be reportable according to the Clare style guide. But I have grown fond of narrativizing sightings so I don’t forget them, as well as of reporting on funny interactions to my paid subscribers. I like communing over the alter of celebrity in the comments section. And, nothing really beats coming out of a bathroom stall to Keri Russell cracking up asking you where the garbage can is, but I’m always chasing that high.
When I went to write a normal Weekly Update this Wednesday, I realized I didn’t really have much to say except that I saw someone really funny twice in a row, and on my birthday, no less. It’s a little too soon since the last Clarez Hilton, but life is rarely perfect.
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