Have I ever mentioned that I get a wee bit star struck?
I totally do, and the thing about it is that it’s totally random. Back in the day when I lived in Los Angeles and worked in casting, famous people strolled in and out of the office all the time (okay, not super famous but the dad from 90210, the boy from The Nanny, Robert Englund/Freddy Kruger)–no problemo. On the set I was completely incapable of forming words in front of Ed O’Neil (but I remember he liked chamomile tea), but I once talked to Eva Longoria about egg whites (she’s super nice and remembered my name even though I was super low on the totem pole of worth-knowing people).
At night I hostessed at The Cheesecake Factory in Sherman Oaks and TV people would come in all the time. I would purposely make the cast of Passions wait for a table because it was a terrible show. When Mike Farrell (Mash) and Shelley Fabares (The Donna Reed Show) stopped by for some cheesecakey goodness I brought them to their table all the while not daring to look up from the menu.
For the record I’ve never even seen Mash.
Now that I’m back in New York this doesn’t happen too often. For starters I’m older, wiser, and cooler. Okay, I’m older. But the truth is that New Yorker’s just tend to keep to themselves more and I don’t really work in the entertainment industry so much anymore. Well, earlier this week I had a total flashback to my twenty-year-old LA-dwelling self when I went to a publishing industry party in honor of my literary agency.
The Fella and I mingled with the crowd, mostly writers but a few agents and editorial assistants were thrown in for good measure. All was going well and I would point to someone and say, I think she wrote a diet book or He’s a bestseller.
Then I saw her. Tosca Reno. Tosca Reno and I are represented by the same literary agency.
If you don’t know who Tosca Reno is, she is the mastermind behind the Eat Clean cookbooks and diet books. She was also married to the publisher of Oxygen magazine, Robert Kennedy, who sadly passed away recently. I’m a big fan of Tosca’s books because they’re so wholly non-gimmicky. She encourages healthy eating, natural foods, and an absence of processed foods. She also happens to be 53 and have the bod of a spokin’ hot 25-year-old.
Roy kept nudging me to go speak with her, but I was afraid my muteness would resurface, or worse that I would squeal in her general direction. So I admired her from afar with the quiet contentment that the same agency that reps my book reps my favorite cookbooks.
It’s official. I’m a total dork. Next year I’m totally going to say hi.
Have you ever been star struck?
Trader Joe’s High Fiber cereal with almond milk
Salad with mixed greens, cucumber, onion, tomato, olives, hard-boiled egg, and feta
Lemon juice and olive oil
Shakshukah (eggs in tomato sauce) and multigrain bread
Exercise: 60-minute jog