Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Bev got her paparazzi on when we spotted a car full of freaks. 'Cause, you know, we love freaks!
Only after snapping the shot did we realize the car was being driven by Kat Von D.
We tried to dispense some sage dating advice, but she just wasn't having it. Oh well. We tried.
On Saturday we had a lovely lunch at the famous Chateau Marmont with fellow blogger, Melissa. There's a picture of that but you won't be seeing it. Sadly, Bev's camera was set on Fun House Mirror filter. Shame, because the front desk clerk in-training probably got fired for taking our picture for us. Stupid No Photo policy.
Our hotel was ridiculously close to the Kodak Theater, home of the Oscars.
The lovely Maeghan joined us for a Oscar Eve Party. Maeghan dubbed this our "reverse Oreo cookie" picture.
The giggling started then and lasted for the next 8 hours. Lucky for you, the party included an all-you-can-shot photo booth.
Fast forward to the next day, Oscar Time!
Hollywood Blvd, as well as the entire area around our hotel went into lock down. Tarp covered chain link fences appeared every where. Armed police and swat teams canvased the area and pat-downs were abundant (especially when you ask nicely).
We jockeyed for a decent view of the pretty people arriving. As you can see, we didn't get one.
going through the pat-down line enough times to raise suspicion realizing we couldn't see a damn thing, we went back to our room to watch it all on TV.... *sigh*
The next day, LaBev and I decided to take in some sight seeing.
Then a little light shopping...
Did I mention I got
The Bar Marmont was fabulous; delicious food, tasty wine and it didn't hurt that our waiter was Orlando Bloom's doppelganger.
No, that never hurts.
The following day we hit Venice Beach; an eclectic community of artists, free spirits... and this guy...
Immediately I noticed Bev going a few shades grey and shaking a bit. I took that as my cue to shuffle her over to the bar and order her a drink STAT. Turned out it wasn't her thirst that rendered her speechless, but the sight of a certain A-lister, who I shall call HaveYa Gardamn.
We opted out of Lady Gaga's Paparazzi and requested Irma to play Led Zeppelin's Kashmir - which she did....fabulously. She can play anything you request. Magic, right?