Thursday, April 9, 2009

La Mom’s Celebrity Stalker Tips

Spring is out in Paris – and so are the celebrities.

Famous faces love hanging out in Paris because people more or less leave them alone. They’re not thronged with screaming crowds as they sip a cappuccino at a sidewalk café or go to the local bookstore.

Sometimes the celebrities even come to you. Take my friend’s wife, for example. We capped off their champagne-fueled French honeymoon with a swanky dinner on the Place Vendôme and drinks at the Ritz. Several cocktails later, we realized that Wifey was taking an awfully long time in the bathroom.

Seems that she had taken a wrong turn and decided to take a little snooze on one of the overstuffed couches in the hotel’s main hallway. “And then some guy walked by and called his friends to come over and laugh at me,” she hiccupped as we escorted her to a taxi. “Look – there he is.”

Some Guy turned out to be Clive Owen – oh well, it’s a good-looking famous man pointing and laughing and not Pierre the Clochard, right?

Here’s La Mom’s tips for your own celebrity safari in Paris:

1) Always look good.


I completely failed at Tip Number One when I saw Gad Emaleh, France’s actor du jour, while jogging in the Tuileries. “Chouchou!” I yelled out without thinking – the name of a character in one of his best-known films. “Oui?” he responded. Merde. So I went over and chatted with him in all my Old Navy tracksuit-clad glory. Double merde – but at least he’ll remember the sweaty American chick.

2) Stake out the hotels…

It’s pretty much inevitable that you’ll see a celebrity or two if you have a couple of drinks at any of the city’s big-name hotels. Who cares if the champagne cocktail is $25 if you’re drinking it next to Colin Farrell?

3) …but don’t forget the holes-in-the-wall.

A friend’s husband was delighted to discover that French bombshell Emmanuelle Béart hangs out at the wine bar next to their 5th-arondissement apartment. His wife, a lot less so, since he’s taken to quaffing wine at all hours just to ogle Emmanuelle!

4) Discretion is key.

Try to avoid screaming things like “Holy f***, it’s Elton John!” a là my English friend at the Georges Cinq. Her French husband slowly sunk further into his seat as waiters glared and Sir Elton politely turned his back on the crazy British lady.

Better to play it cool, like when Big Cheese’s brother literally bumped in to J-Lo at Plaza Athénée – she was all over his “Excusez-moi, mademoiselle.”

And on that note, excusez-moi – I’ve got to follow my own advice and buy the latest Stella McCartney workout gear for my next rendez-vous with Gad…

13 comments:

Ali said...

I would totally fail at being discreet! But then again, I'm not sure if I would even recognize a celebrity here in Arkansas because who the heck comes here? Well, except Billy Bob Thornton:)

vicki archer said...

You have done better than me - I never see anyone in London and no one in St Remy!! (that's not entirely true - occasionally Jean Reno) Happy celeb spotting over Easter, xv.

Scandalous Housewife said...

Thumbs up on the Stella McCartney duds, La Mom. Too bad you don't have a Nordstrom Rack in Paris because they have a ta-die-for rack of the stuff right now...

Dumbwit Tellher ♥ said...

You just have to mention Clive Owen & Colin Farrell & I'm on Orbitz buying my plane ticket!

I need to practice..."Holy f_k is not appropriate", "Holy f_k is NOT appropriate"!

&heart;

Monica said...

It seems like I see someone famous everytime we are on vacation. We spotted Siegfried & Roy in London last September. It was the massive amounts of hair products and shoulder pads that first caught my attention.

Printemps said...

I enjoyed listening to Frank Sinatra "I love Paris" in your music bar. Especially in Spring time!

Pure Poser said...

haha. I saw some celebs last saturday. Actually, they were footballers, but I count them as celebs, cos I'm football mad. And being in the Performing Arts industry allows me to meet some cool dudes sometimes.

I would love it if Clive Owen laughed at me!He is hot!

Michelle said...

How fun! I haven't had many celebrity run ins but honestly they tend to blend in to me unless people are making a scene which is obnoxious.

Andi said...

I ran into Nicholas Canteloupe at the airport, but was using the French discretion so I did not bug him, not sure I could have done the same with Clide!

Monkey Girl said...

Over the years we've bumped into a celebrity or two...after living in Carmel-by-the-Sea, Singapore, San Francisco, etc...and honestly I just could never interrupt their privacy.
Now if the 'celeb' starting talking to that would be different, however that only thing I've heard is, "I think I was next in line."

Polly-Vous Francais said...

Love the post, La Mom!

Le Bristol has great star-power, too. Tea-time in the lobby areas is another favorite, at any of the hotels.

I dunno -- maybe seeing celebs in Paris is kind of like falling in love -- you can't just hang around waiting for it. Get out there in the right places it inevitably happens??!

ModernMom said...

LOL Such god celeb stalking tips!

carrieitly said...

Clive Owen can laugh at me any day of the week.

I ran smack into Daniel Craig as I came out of a pub in Dublin a few years ago. Casino Royale hadn't yet been released, but being a big 007 fan I new he was the new man. Thank God he looked pretty amused when I blurted out "holy f..k, it's James Bond!"...

 

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