If I haven’t admitted this before, I’ll say it out loud now; I am a total celebrity gossip whore. I cannot get enough of the tidbits and titillations of celebrity tattles and tales. Name a celebrity in Hollywood, and I can tell you something about them. My friends tease me because on one hand I am totally into holistic living, anti-establishments, help the children, and protect the earth, all deep causes, and then in a turn I can get totally mesmerized by news of the latest celebrity break ups, nuptials, and pregnancies. I love the award shows only because I love to see the red carpet. I salivate at seeing who is with you, and what everyone is wearing. And yes, worst of all, I get into who’s gained a lot of weight, who looks haggard and used up, and who is looking the best above all. Yes it’s small thinking and petty, but I just can’t help it. I guess for me, my brain needs something that has no depth whatsoever in order to refresh itself. I mean honestly, if you spend the whole day and weeks only focused on serious deep thinking then you will get fried.
Everyone has an interest in celebrity gossip, and if you say that you do not have a care in the world about this subject, I will tell you that I don’t believe it. If you were waiting for hours at the doctor’s office, and you’ve gone through all the National Geographic’s, and health magazines, and nothing was left but People or Us magazine, and you were bored stiff, you will pick up one of these rags and take a peek. Oh yes! You will!
In college, I had a roommate who was an English major and a Shakespeare Theater minor. I would bring back to the room my National Enquirers, and she would just rag on me for being that “filth” into our room. I told her that I needed mindless bathroom reading material and this fit the bill perfectly. Just to tease, I would tell her to feel free to partake in my celeb snacks. Of course, she would just be appalled, and snicker that she would never be caught dead reading that stuff. Well, one day, I cut class, and came to the room early. There she was napping on her bed, with the National Enquirer resting on her tummy. “AaaHaaa!!! I knew it!!!!” I screamed to wake her up. “You DO read my celeb trash. You are soooooo busted.” From then on, she no longer made fun of me ;-)
One advantage in being in the know about celebrity gossip is that it is a great icebreaker with new people. During my brief sales career, I would use celebrity gossip to make jokes. For example, “Our hardware is so durable, it will last longer than a JLo marriage.” Or, “We use less plastic parts than Joan River’s face.”…Okay, so I apologize for having fun at someone else’s expense, and that’s just where I get low like everyone else. “Mean asss biatch!” But, hey it is still damn funny, and it helps lighten the atmosphere when meeting new people.
