If you’ve been reading my blog for awhile, you know I tend to sometimes write about celebrity sightings. Well, that’s petered off a bit since I moved to Westchester. Mostly because it’s hard to write about celebs when you don’t actually see any.
But last night I was back on the big, ritzy island of Manhattan. And celeb magic struck again.
Marinka, Jessica and I went to this Nikon party. It was a promotional event to check out cool cameras and sleek Vespas. Which unfortunately is not the same thing as actually getting a camera and a Vespa.
A model sat on each Vespa with her shiny hair blowing effortlessly in the artificial breeze.
How do models sit there for hours, with the fake wind blowing in their face and not want to off themselves? I’m glad I passed up that profession.
We got some drinks and savored the lovely hors d’oeuvres. Jessica sipped her diet coke and then mistakenly sipped some other random diet coke on the table. Once we assured her that she had not contracted H1N1 (although honestly, how the hell would we know?!), we were able to search the crowd for notable guests.
And then Jessica saw him.
Umm… maybe you need a refresher on this guy. He’s not exactly A-Rod. He used to have that show “Win Ben Stein’s Money.” He’s a political commentator, actor and a comedian. Nothing? He looks like this…
So anyway, Jessica insists she sees him. Marinka insists it’s not him. And I have no idea because it’s been a really long time since I’ve seen “Win Ben Stein’s Money.”
But Jessica is confident he’s the real deal so she approaches the guy. And he is very sweet and very nice and very much not Ben Stein. Here he is…
So basically, we saw a Ben Stein look-alike.
My celebrity glory days might be over.
That guy could totally make some extra cash working parties. Can you imagine how many requests must come in for a Ben Stein impersonator?
Oh, right. None.