THE RUMORS ARE TRUE...
I recently had a family member selected no. 2 in the draft by a professional sports team. Its a funny thing, being related to someone with some "celebrity". You always think of them as the snot nose kid they were when they were little. Other people look at them and want they're autograph, to take a picture or to just touch them. Its hysterical.
Being the DJ's wife, I'm used to the so called celebrity. Husband got friends that are rappers, actors, musicians, etc. Not mere acquaintances, FRIENDS. I've always been tickled by the way people react to them. The fainting and the crying. The shaking and the "OMG" moments. Its funny to me. On one of the social networking sites, it asks you who you'd like to meet. I once said Oprah and Russell Simmons. When I got the chance to meet Russell, I didn't even approach him. They're were plenty of folks in the room jockeying for position but that's not me. I just kind of hang back and chill out. Plus, in my mind, I wasn't prepared to step to RS without a full-on plan. I was so NOT ready to pitch my ideas so why half step? This was Russell Simmons, so you know I was going to come prepared or not at all...that day, it was not at all. And I have no regrets.
So back to the issue at hand. Is they're anyone that could have me shook like that? Hmmm....my social worker sister "the responsible one" has a thing for Common. My other sister, "the newly married one" - Busta Rhymes. Me...I dunno. I mean, I would probably just be speechless if I met Oprah. However, unless it was on the humble, I'm guessing I would be fully prepared to pitch to Ms. O.
So who could get me there? President and Mrs. Obama? I would be honored but falling out? Not likely. Angelina and Brad (cuz you know how I love them)? I'd probably be smiling from ear to f*ing ear, but crying - nuh uh - how can you see such beautiful people with walrus tears in your eyes? Denzel? Nope. Spotted him in Atlantic City once and he had his hat pulled down low enough, that I figured he didn't want to be run up on...
The point is: folks that we think of as celebrities are still regular people - they just have more money and they're face is plastered on a billboard or magazine. The media can actually dictate who can be an overnight sensation, the same way they hyped the East Coast-West Coast rap war that lead to the demise of two of the greatest emcees ever. Yeah, its that serious. And as fast as they can catapault you up there, they can bring you down. You need no talent or vast sums of money. Hell, sometimes you don't even have to be remotely attractive. Two worlds, folks: Paris Hilton. A tabloid darling for flaunting being a hoe and having a sucessful great grandfather. Go figure...
I recently had a family member selected no. 2 in the draft by a professional sports team. Its a funny thing, being related to someone with some "celebrity". You always think of them as the snot nose kid they were when they were little. Other people look at them and want they're autograph, to take a picture or to just touch them. Its hysterical.
Being the DJ's wife, I'm used to the so called celebrity. Husband got friends that are rappers, actors, musicians, etc. Not mere acquaintances, FRIENDS. I've always been tickled by the way people react to them. The fainting and the crying. The shaking and the "OMG" moments. Its funny to me. On one of the social networking sites, it asks you who you'd like to meet. I once said Oprah and Russell Simmons. When I got the chance to meet Russell, I didn't even approach him. They're were plenty of folks in the room jockeying for position but that's not me. I just kind of hang back and chill out. Plus, in my mind, I wasn't prepared to step to RS without a full-on plan. I was so NOT ready to pitch my ideas so why half step? This was Russell Simmons, so you know I was going to come prepared or not at all...that day, it was not at all. And I have no regrets.
So back to the issue at hand. Is they're anyone that could have me shook like that? Hmmm....my social worker sister "the responsible one" has a thing for Common. My other sister, "the newly married one" - Busta Rhymes. Me...I dunno. I mean, I would probably just be speechless if I met Oprah. However, unless it was on the humble, I'm guessing I would be fully prepared to pitch to Ms. O.
So who could get me there? President and Mrs. Obama? I would be honored but falling out? Not likely. Angelina and Brad (cuz you know how I love them)? I'd probably be smiling from ear to f*ing ear, but crying - nuh uh - how can you see such beautiful people with walrus tears in your eyes? Denzel? Nope. Spotted him in Atlantic City once and he had his hat pulled down low enough, that I figured he didn't want to be run up on...
The point is: folks that we think of as celebrities are still regular people - they just have more money and they're face is plastered on a billboard or magazine. The media can actually dictate who can be an overnight sensation, the same way they hyped the East Coast-West Coast rap war that lead to the demise of two of the greatest emcees ever. Yeah, its that serious. And as fast as they can catapault you up there, they can bring you down. You need no talent or vast sums of money. Hell, sometimes you don't even have to be remotely attractive. Two worlds, folks: Paris Hilton. A tabloid darling for flaunting being a hoe and having a sucessful great grandfather. Go figure...
posted by The DJs WIFE at 4:10 PM
