Spotted in Chicago: Blossom’s Mayim Bialik and O-Town’s Dan Miller..the continuation!

Hey there, kittens!

Back from vacationing in one of the most beautiful cities in North America, we’ve been reflecting on memories and pure shenanigans of the trip that was; where we said buh-bye to sobriety, emptied out our wallets dry and even lost our dignity. Oh dignity!...where are you?...come back!

But alas, with much anticipation, I’m sure, here it is…our Blossom encounter!

K, so check it. We decided to venture out on an unsuspecting, non-celebrity filled journey to Navy Pier, which used to be home to 1893’s World Exposition Fair, which Walt Disney’s father worked on, which soooooo totes inspired him to create the Mouse and Disneyland!..sigh, ain’t the city grand?! But moving on, I get to the front of the line to buy my ticket when a lady cuts in front of me…before I can even react, I stop dead in my tracks because I know..in my heart of hearts, I KNOW…and sure enough, she turns around and apologizes sweetly telling me she just wanted to see the prices and I say no prob and THEN we exchange that look… you know the one… where I look at her and think ‘…whoahhhhhh! Blossom’ and she’s totally staring thinking ‘I totally know you know who I am’ and then she walks away… and you’d think that’d be over right? … but alas, not in the slightest.

I proceed to go mute, a rare occurrence…ever… and Blair immediately notices. Knowing me for years, she totally knows me not.speaking. totally must mean something AMAZING just happened, like the time I completely froze solid meeting Justin Timberlake and only snapped out of it when my hand was already mid-air, chucking an ‘omg. I hate Britney.break up with her now. she’ll ruin your life’ letter at his face. Clearly, that piece of articulate prose spoke to him.

Soooo anyways, Blair’s all ‘uh..what just happened?!...’ and without even looking, I whisper the following ‘do you know who that was?!’ meanwhile, Kelly’s oohing and aahing her adorable children and Blair’s turning around to see who that was and then ta da! She, sees and because she’s.totally.never.ever.been.creeped.by.another.celebrity.sighting.before ;) , to the horror of Kels and I because we know  how restraining orders and all work (hiiiiiiiii Chuck Bass! ) this happens:

Blossom

So totes Blossom..and interestingly enough, wearing a pre What Not To Wear outfit, POST What Not To Wear…

I mean, totes digging the Converse and I can see both the top AND the bottom working… but not really together. I would love to know how the Fug Girls feel about this…

K so moving on from our encounter from Blossom (we spoke! we eyed! cute babies! etc), we decided to do a lil’ shopping and I took the gang to Filene’s Basement to find some designer funness for cheap cheap cheap. Unfortunately for us, the racks of clothes were basically non-existent but fortunately for the thirteen year old teenybopper girl in me, we came upon celebrity encounter number two. The superstar in question was none other than…drumroll please… DAN MILLER from O-TOWN! ….

Um…Dan Miller!

O-Town!
Making the Band!

No?...only me?

Ok, so he was totally not even an original alum of the Making the Band reality cheese fest and the manufactured boy band hysteria that followed..but still! I loved them! And met them and totally thought I’d marry at least one.

So upon noticing this piece of gem, I freeze..again..and proceed to drag Kelly behind the only rack of clothes to inform her. And then I do the same to Blair. I guess they were still not over the Blossom episode because they didn’t seem to care…as if! And I swear it’s like he recognized me…the crazy eyes must have given it away. Our encounter was a bit short-lived, however, as the rest of the gang had no interest in finding out whether Jacob still has those dreads, if Trevor still signs all his autographs with a ‘69’, if Ikaika really DID become a doctor, etc. So when we got back to the hotel room, I naturally wikipedia-ed the lights out of him, in fear that Dan Miller may have loitering there for so long because he was actually working, but to my surprise, he seems to be working as part of a song-writing collective called The Clutch, who have written songs for peeps like Ciara, Timbaland and Britney Spears. Impressive stuff, Dan Miller!

Unfortunately, the love of my life, the father to my future half-latino babies(oh hi! the cutest!), Erik Michael Estrada, is NOT EVEN CLICKABLE. As if wikipedia....someone needs to get on it.

There you have it folks, our not, one, but TWO celebrity encounters. Almost as good as Chicago celebrity encounter 08, where Kelly and I got eyebrowed (yeah we did) by members of the Kooks, then proceeded to get stalked by them again as they walked by our favourite restaurant as we were waiting for a table. Had I followed my instinct and followed their cab, there could have been babies.

Next time.

Xo xo

Ang