We had a bit of a celebrity sighting at the Ballet this morning. I find it highly amusing to see celebrity types in parent mode, or otherwise domestic activities.
Years ago I was standing in line at a supermarket, it was close to midnight, and standing there two aisles over checking out was one of my favorite musicians. One can get over being star struck rather quickly when the object of your adoration is buying toilette paper and soap.
We have two more shows today. I have had quite a nasty cold for the last few days and I must say that lighting ballet not to mention calling the shows is quite an ordeal when one is sick. On top of the illness of course was the usual tech/load-in sleep deprivation, but enough with the complaints.
The shows seem to have been quite successful and next week we have the adult evening program for two nights.
Tags: cinderella, nytb, sick
A friend of mine once had the same feeling watching Teri Garr buy lightbulbs at a little corner bodega in the East Village.
My best “celebrity being domestic” spotting was walking by Keith Richards with his wife and small children arriving home one evening, chatting with their doorman, getting the mail, being parental. Nothing unusual, but when it’s KEEF, there’s a strange disconnect to it, seeing him as just your standard “dad.”
Did you get high just from being in close proximity to him?
He has one of the most infectious and honest smiles I’ve ever seen, which left me feeling heart-light and goofy the whole rest of the evening, so that may count.