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brush with fame

Man, remember I was bitching about how unfair it is that my sister in London gets to go to cool clubs like this one, while we in Dublin have almost nothing*? Well, not only did she have a fantastic time at the club, but afterwards they went to the Monarch in Camden. And when they were there, who should ask her for a light but....Jude Law. Bear in mind that this isn't even the first time she's encountered Mr Law while out and about. Does that happen in Dublin? No, it does not.

Although there was that time I was going down Wicklow St and saw a bloke who I thought I knew from college and was staring at him trying to figure out how I knew him when I realised it was Ewan McGregor. Still, he didn't ask me for a light.

*While we may not have hipster country-rock nights, we do have the fabulous Hoot Night. The next one is next Friday, and not only is my delightful boyfriend's band taking part, but so is my sister's, and I may be joining them for a rendition of 'Give us Your Blessing' by the Shangri-Las. Well, the theme is "The Saddest Songs in the World", after all, so what better than a tale of wayward teenage death?


Feb. 4th, 2004 02:48 pm (UTC)
i work on the border of the village and soho in nyc, and always manage to miss seeing celebrities -- i mean, when they are right in front of me. for example, i was in a restaurant and walked out, and the friend with me said, "didn't you see claire danes? she was right next to us!" and so on.


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