When in L.A.:
I'm dread to say I scoped out the Osbournes house.
I bailed on saying hello to Mick Fleetwood.
I batted eyelashes at my $12 drink.
I flirted with thoughts of a Gwen Stefani makeover.
I almost, I say almost, had coffee and cigarettes for breakfast.
Wannabe:
I painted the town a pinkish mauve.
Comments (3)
Mick Fleetwood? My god, Debbie! I'd have killed for the opportunity!
Posted by Da Goddess | March 7, 2003 5:03 PM
Posted on March 7, 2003 17:03
He looked very cool and Brit-like. He was wearing red pants with some top that didn't match (very rock creative personality ish!).
He also was with a C. McVie look-alike...but not her...
I saw him at the hotel and rode down in the elevator with him facing him the whole time b/c my shoulder bag was too big and would have been bumping him.
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