My friend Kathryn has been in town for the weekend, visiting from Canada. We had an absolutely AMAZING four days, and explored pretty much everything we possibly could have fit into the time we had. It was GREAT to have someone here who wanted to see and do it all. I tagged along and had my own little London vacation while she was here.
One of the places we visited was the Tate Modern. It’s a modern art museum, with everything from PIcasso to Salvador Dali. My housemate Joe tagged along on this particular day of exploration, so the three of us were wandering around separately through the gallery rooms.
I had JUST found the Dali paintings I wanted to look at, and was busy analyzing and appreciating his work when Kathryn raced up behind me and physically pulled me away from the artwork. A bit miffed that she chose this particular moment to get excited about something, I reluctantly followed her. Through short spurts of language and a lot of gesturing, she tried to explain to me that someone famous was in the museum. Unfortunately, she couldn’t remember said celebrity’s name, and I’d never seen the TV show she was apparently on. The woman had by this time moved from the spot Kathryn had seen her, so we set off on a chase through the exhibit rooms. My eyes were peeled for familiar faces, but I had no idea who I was looking for, so I just followed Kathryn’s quickened pace until suddenly she stopped short.
There she was.
But still, I didn’t know who SHE was! Looking oh-so-natural, I slowed my pace and meandered through the room so that I could get a look at the woman’s face.
It’s JANICE DICKINSON!!
As soon as I saw her, I knew who it was. But I needed to be SURE. And to do that, I needed to hear her voice. Cool as a cucumber, I sauntered over to the painting she was perusing and stood right next to her, waiting to hear her offer some comment on it. When she spoke to her companion (some guy named “Alex”), it was all over. Yes. One hundred percent. It was her.
Nearly bursting with excitement, I contemplated the face that I had just stood and checked out a piece of modern art WITH Janice Dickenson!
Now, let’s be clear. I don’t actually have any sort of affectionate feelings towards this woman. As you all know, I’m not the sort of person to go celebrity-chasing. I don’t even know who celebrities ARE most of the time. And this particular celebrity isn’t even that famous. We figured since NO ONE else in the gallery was taking any notice of her at all, they probably don’t even know who she is over here.
But she’s famous. And we checked out some art together. And that’s pretty cool.
After a little gawking and probably-not-so-subtle staring, Kathryn decided to try and take a picture of her. Meanwhile, Joe finally caught up with us so I rushed over to tell him what was going on. As soon as Janice noticed the camera, she took off into the next room. Joe followed her in there to confirm who it was for himself and to get a good look. Unfortunately, none of us were able to snap a photo and it didn’t even occur to me to ask for an autograph. Oh well… she was there. I promise. And you’ll just have to take my word for it!
By the way, if you don’t know who Janice Dickinson IS, you can click here to find out. Basically, she declared herself the first supermodel. I only know of her because she was on America’s Next Top Model for a while :)
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