Saturday, January 13, 2007

Romance and Celebrity Sightings

While I am ecstatically happy for Sonja and her request for a full (which is SO 5), I can top that with my news. I have touched Greatness. Or, actually, I was sort of sitting near Greatness in the LA airport. And okay, not really Great, but more like Well-Known, but Creepy.

Yes, that's right folks, I had a celebrity sighting of the one and only Fabio. I'll pause for gasps of shock and awe.

So anyways, I was sitting there, during our 3 hour layover in LA and reading a book (romance novel, natch, but i don't remember which one) and I hear someone asking to take a picture. I look around and all I can see is a very tall person posing with someone (I hesitate to admit that at first i thought it was a very tall woman, because of the hair). So i keep paying attention, wondering who it is, and finally he sits down and i get a partial look at his face (i was sort of sitting behind him). And i think to myself, "Self, I think that might be Fabio."

JB (who had thus far been off getting a soda and therefore not a part of this story) wanders back and sits down next to me and I say, sotto voice, "Hon, I think Fabio is sitting behind you." He smirks and looks around. "Huh." he says, wittily. And then, joy of joys, my suspicions are confirmed when Fabio whips out his cell phone and proceeds to listen to his voice mail ON SPEAKERPHONE. "Hi Fabio, it's Joanna... Just calling to see how you're doing." Yep. Definitely Fabio. Let's ignore for a fact just how pretentious listening to your voice mail on speakerphone in the middle of the LA airport is, and focus on how lucky I am to be basking in the glow of the most famous male model of all time. Renowned for his romance novel covers. Lucky me.

Of course, even before this moment, I kind of thought he was creepy and now I think he's a total tool for listening to his voice mail on speakerphone, but whatever. My year is complete. The rest of the year is downhill from here.

And no, before you ask, I didn't get a picture with him, because I don't want to be That Girl. But you can ask my honey, JB, he was there. He saw the man, the myth, the Comanche Warrior, Fabio. Did you know he apparently "writes" romance novels now too? Scary.

1 comments:

Sonja Foust said...

This is just hands down the BEST STORY EVER. Oh my god. I'm still in shock.