Starstruck
Ever heard the term "Star-struck"? No it doesn't refer to the actual stars in the sky. It often refers to the stars on TV. For most people when a celebrity is around or acknowledges someone, that someone often goes a little gaga. Not a bad thing, just kind of amusing for those of us who no longer have the capacity to be star struck.
Fun fact, I grew up in a valley filled with multi-million dollar homes, and people who threw money around like it was leaves on a tree. As a matter of fact, we locals often prayed that the "rich and famous" so to say wouldn't choose the property a mile from our homes. Insurance would go through the sky as it was already through the roof. My dad's company built many, many, many of these insane homes. The kicker, the owners often called them "two week a year vacations cabins". Cabins! These places could fit two to three of the house I grew up in and my house wasn't tiny. To put it in perspective, I grew up in a 3 bedroom, 1 den, 1 craft-room, full basement 1932 farmhouse built from wood milled from the property that my parents renovated from the framework in. It was a huge project that was amazing when it was done. So, now imagine that place, and multiply it by two or three and you get the "cabins" these people built. Yeah, kinda kills any chance of being star struck by the rich and/or famous from a young age.
But why do I bring all this up you ask? Likely because I got a chance to test the theory of my lack of star struckness today. Turns out, star struck is not something I get to be...sadly. Here's the story. About 6 months ago Josh had purchased a sweatshirt for Christmas from a show I watch that was going to help with charity. I was stoked as it was to be the first "fan gear" I would ever own. Unfortunately, it was stolen from my porch before I even got to see it. I was pretty bummed, but figured at least someone would be warm for the winter. In a light hearted and semi sarcastic comment on the post about the campaign (me? sarcastic? NEVER!) I off handedly mentioned this but never thought much about it after that. Until today. I happened to check my facebook and saw a notification. So me being me, as curious as a cat, I clicked to see what it was. Turns out the actor had liked my comment 6 months later. I about died laughing due to it being so late and having completely forgotten about the entire incident. (Not the stolen sweatshirt as I'm still a bit sad I couldn't get one. The campaign ended before I could order a new one...😠oh well.)
At any rate, it gave me a chuckle, but it got me to thinking about being star struck and what the celebrities must feel like when people are going bonkers over them. Not going to lie, I do love the fact that I can walk among a crowd and never be seen. I certainly don't envy them the unwanted attention they must get. It's got to be hard. And not just on them, but their families too. Their kids must constantly be getting "oh my gosh, you're so and so's kid!" Or vice versa "oh my gosh you're so and so's parent!" It can't be easy. All this to say, that while being star struck is not a bad thing, if you do run into a celebrity of any kind, do remember they are people just like you and me. And they likely want to be treated like normal people too. So, go say hi, ask for an autograph but be polite about it and don't interrupt a family dinner for them. Just wait until they are done or maybe just be thrilled that you were in the same room, but please don't make a huge deal out of it in front of others because then it becomes a huge scene for what was supposed to be a simple something for them. I'm sure they would be much appreciative and likely, be that much happier to sign or photograph whatever with you.
So from someone who can't be star struck and often grew up having conversations with people who apparently knew me or my family (and I haven't the foggiest idea who they are), have fun for me!
Fun fact, I grew up in a valley filled with multi-million dollar homes, and people who threw money around like it was leaves on a tree. As a matter of fact, we locals often prayed that the "rich and famous" so to say wouldn't choose the property a mile from our homes. Insurance would go through the sky as it was already through the roof. My dad's company built many, many, many of these insane homes. The kicker, the owners often called them "two week a year vacations cabins". Cabins! These places could fit two to three of the house I grew up in and my house wasn't tiny. To put it in perspective, I grew up in a 3 bedroom, 1 den, 1 craft-room, full basement 1932 farmhouse built from wood milled from the property that my parents renovated from the framework in. It was a huge project that was amazing when it was done. So, now imagine that place, and multiply it by two or three and you get the "cabins" these people built. Yeah, kinda kills any chance of being star struck by the rich and/or famous from a young age.
But why do I bring all this up you ask? Likely because I got a chance to test the theory of my lack of star struckness today. Turns out, star struck is not something I get to be...sadly. Here's the story. About 6 months ago Josh had purchased a sweatshirt for Christmas from a show I watch that was going to help with charity. I was stoked as it was to be the first "fan gear" I would ever own. Unfortunately, it was stolen from my porch before I even got to see it. I was pretty bummed, but figured at least someone would be warm for the winter. In a light hearted and semi sarcastic comment on the post about the campaign (me? sarcastic? NEVER!) I off handedly mentioned this but never thought much about it after that. Until today. I happened to check my facebook and saw a notification. So me being me, as curious as a cat, I clicked to see what it was. Turns out the actor had liked my comment 6 months later. I about died laughing due to it being so late and having completely forgotten about the entire incident. (Not the stolen sweatshirt as I'm still a bit sad I couldn't get one. The campaign ended before I could order a new one...😠oh well.)
At any rate, it gave me a chuckle, but it got me to thinking about being star struck and what the celebrities must feel like when people are going bonkers over them. Not going to lie, I do love the fact that I can walk among a crowd and never be seen. I certainly don't envy them the unwanted attention they must get. It's got to be hard. And not just on them, but their families too. Their kids must constantly be getting "oh my gosh, you're so and so's kid!" Or vice versa "oh my gosh you're so and so's parent!" It can't be easy. All this to say, that while being star struck is not a bad thing, if you do run into a celebrity of any kind, do remember they are people just like you and me. And they likely want to be treated like normal people too. So, go say hi, ask for an autograph but be polite about it and don't interrupt a family dinner for them. Just wait until they are done or maybe just be thrilled that you were in the same room, but please don't make a huge deal out of it in front of others because then it becomes a huge scene for what was supposed to be a simple something for them. I'm sure they would be much appreciative and likely, be that much happier to sign or photograph whatever with you.
So from someone who can't be star struck and often grew up having conversations with people who apparently knew me or my family (and I haven't the foggiest idea who they are), have fun for me!
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