I had the paparazzi following me around for an afternoon and I could hardly take a step without being harassed.
Okay fine, here's the real story:
My sister and I were downtown one afternoon and I was gussied up in my sexy coat & boots. She said, "Wow, you look like a celebrity. I'm going to play paparazzi."
I was like, "No. I can't, well okay" (you know, like from Tommy Boy).
So she took a few shots of me marching around town. Sounds totally juvenile I do realize, but I'm not gonna lie, I felt super cool.
And there was a bystander who watched as if I was clearly a legit celeb.
Ahhhh...it was glamour at its finest.
Don't be suprised if you see my mug slathered on the cover of Star or US Weekly.
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"I'm warning you! One more shot of my baby and my lawyer will be here in seconds flat."