Most of my friends think a television set is glamourous. But it's not. At all. I'm surrounded by mullets and jean shorts. (And I'm talking about men). Not a very fashionable crew, but a friendly one. So the other morning I was standing by the espresso machine, waiting for my turn (I'm the only one who can make a good latte, so I'm very popular among the producers... hmmm). This crew guy (remember, mullet and jean shorts) suddenly turns to me and says: "I like your boots" (I was wearing my Hunter rain boots). "I noticed you always wear really nice shoes and boots". Surprised, I thanked him and smiled. He then says: "I'm related to Christian Louboutin, you know him? He makes luxury shoes." I was astonished, and asked him if he could get me a pair. He just laughed and said bye. Weird. I kept thinking, did I just talk about Louboutins with a crew guy? That's just a normal day on the set.
PS- I'm still alive. Barely. This week killed me. But we're starting to film on Tuesday, and I couldn't be more excited.
PPS- Thanks to everyone who participated in my Lost in Translation moments, and to those who read them!
PPPS- Click on here to see what my favorite summer picture is. Thank you, Kelly!