| Thursday 28 December 2006 |
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Celebrity circus time in Aspen
Guess what. Last night I got to interview Mariah Carey. We all know about my little tabloid fetish, so this was sort of an unexpected surprise. I totally get it that there's an unspoken Cool Guy Code in Aspen that says you're never supposed to fuss over celebrities, but I don't really care. I think it's cool.
I've had all kinds of celebrity interludes during my illustrious writing career, and even though I've never slept with any of them, it's definitely on my list of things to do before I die (along with hitching a ride on a private plane and living in Paris). Christmas week is one of my favorite times of year in Aspen because I love seeing all these stars wandering aimlessly around my town, like they've come here to hang out with me.
So last night I got to interview Mariah because the crew from Entertainment Tonight couldn't make it and they were super desperate to find someone who was stupid enough to spend half the night sitting around waiting to do a 60-second interview with a big star. Of course I had this huge zit on the side of my face that was really easy to see with all those bright lights. I thought I would be okay hiding it behind my hair, but Mariah was quite tall in her heels and I am a midget so I had my head tilted back the whole time. Thank god I was cut out of the shot - but I swear that was me holding the mic, really, it was.
Mariah was cool and everything, but the only problem with the whole arrangement was I was on the wrong side of the microphone. Because I do understand those little unspoken celebrity rules, I resisted the urge to hip check Mariah out of the shot and scream "Hey lady! Don't you know who I am?" (excerpt from Aspen Times)
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