Okay, now back to reality. That is never going to happen. In many ways I am glad I am not famous. Can you imagine cameras following you around every where you go? How about taking pictures on you in every moment? You know 95% of those shots would be of me with a horrible grimace on my face, or picking my nose, or pulling that wedgie out of my butt, or me stuffing my face with some food. You get the picture.
I like to have advance notice of pictures being taken of me. I like to fix my makeup, check my hair, give the perfect pose, and try to look my best. So being famous is not for me. I don't want a record for all time of me looking like this:
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Is that a real picture? It kind of looks doctored to me. But it's funny. And do you really want to walk the red carpet? I just finished watching a Dr. Phil about people who want to be famous and I thought, why??? I guess I just don't understand the appeal.
This is a real picture. It was taken of her reaction to seeing a friend on the campaign trail. I thought at first she was mad, but realized she is suprised.
When you go to the academy awards, can I be your date? I will hold your lipstick and cellphone for you.
I found you via Sara and all her flakey goodness. Cute family, cute blog.
I have always known you would love the glam life of a star.
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