jessica alba and i come full circle (but not really)...
I wrote the entry below about a year ago. Even though I come off as a huge geek, today I kinda feel the same after reading this glorious new article in GQ magazine.
dear representation of ms. jessica alba,
so, i was thinking about my celebrity sightings/meetings since i've been here. jennifer aniston, britney, christina, mr. t, topanga from boy meets world, 2 of the queer eye guys, harrison ford, etc....
and i asked myself, "self, who is the person that you haven't met yet but would give up your prize possession Oscar the Grouch figurine to meet?"
this was a huge question. i had to think about it, take a few meetings (i'm very important), think about it some more through careful number-crunching with an abacus...and then, it hit me.
i want to meet jessica alba. aka honey.
my good friend natalie knows this, was THIS close to pulling it off in a grandiose way for me last year and then it fell through.
WHY? you may ask would i want to meet l'Alba...
a) she's gratuitiously hot. like "even if she was a parapalegic i wouldn't care" hot.
b) she's #3 on my hollywood hotties list. #1 and #2 are untouchables at this moment.
c) and i think we would have very good conversation.....
in my head, our meeting would go like this...
ME: Hello Jessica, my love.
J: Get away from me sicko!
ME: But we have so much uncharted love territory to...chart. And love.
J: You're weird.
ME: Like, weirdly alluring. Sexy even?
J: No, like just weird.
ME: Thank you my sweet pet. And I love you.
J: I love you too.
(and then something PG-13-rated involving honey and breakdancing)
there you go. that's all i ask for. that's all i need. thanks for your consideration and for your eventual quick sentry of her home phone #.