It was my girl SJP's birthday (well, actually on Sunday, but we were celebrating on Sat. night) and so two of her best friends and I all went to a swanky Santa Monica hotel, The Viceroy, for dinner and drinks. I've been spending a lot of time lately with people who are married (mostly people I work with) or in relationships, and I was beginning to think that I'm the only Single Girl Over 25 in the whole damn town. It was refreshing to hang out with these girls, who are all gorgeous, intelligent, professionally successful, and single. Plus, they're a blast to hang out with.
We had a great dinner, with a bottle of wine and a birthday brownie (candle and all). Then we squeezed through the throngs of hipsters, industry-types, Hollywood wannabes and Beautiful People on our way out to the outdoor pool area. We had a couple of drinks, randomly ran into someone that SJP when to high school with (I keep telling you, this is a small town!), and just had fun people watching and girlie bonding. Toward the end of the evening, once it was officially SJP's birthday, we made our way over to the doors. Standing there, waiting for one of the girls to return from the ladies' room, I looked over and thought, "Is that ...? Yes, I think it is!"
That's right, "superstar" Colin Farrell. He looked pretty much like this, but was wearing a newsboy cap.
I am not the kind of person to approach celebs, but we watched with amusement as wave after wave of girls swarmed him. He was actually very nice about it all, spent a couple of minutes talking with each group, and was remarkably well-behaved in general. It would have been far more entertaining had he been plowed and trying to sleep with anyone who came close enough (thus, living up to his man-whore reputation), but alas, he seemed sober enough. I was actually a big fan when he first started being noticed, but it makes me sad that his extracurricular activities have far outshone his acting talent at this point. I mean, the guy already has an E! True Hollywood Story and his first big movie was only 6 years ago.
All in all, a good night. Happy Birthday SJP!
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"I know a movie star, I've got her plastered to my wall just like we're dear old friends. Like she already knows me." Guster Barrel of a Gun
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I read your post yesterday and then wandered into the other room where someone on the radio was talking about Colin Farrell. It was kind of creepy.
That's so funny, because after I wrote the post I went to my friend's site TrailerSpy. She had just posted a trailer for "Miami Vice" and was saying how she thought Colin Farrell was a bigger star than Jamie Foxx. There must have been some Colin Farrell Voodoo Magic in the air yesterday.
Wow! Wish I could have been there. While I am also not the kind of person to approach celebrities, I would have loved to be there to see him in the flesh and to perve. He's hot, and reminds me of an ex-boyfriend.
Yum!
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