Thursday, July 13, 2006




Do I Know You???

I have one of these faces that reminds you of someone...Someone's mother, your old best friend, someone. And someone famous, someone that I do not know.

I get it all the time.

There was a time my husband and I were in a Hasty Market and the guy behind the counter was very excited. I thought he was on old friend of my husband's and that he was just happy to see him again. His face had a grin from ear to ear. He was racing around us. We were talking with an old friend of my husband's already. Hasty Market seemed to be the place to be! I thought he was just waiting for a lull in the conversation before he interjected with 'Remember me ole buddy?'
But no!
He was excited to see me. HE was fussing over me.
'Let me take that from you.'
Is there anything else Missss.. Anything else??? Ohhh, this is my lucky day!
Now, just wait here...
I have a camera somewhere... Please lemme take a picture...
And he gives me a sheet of paper and says 'Please for me, my name is Rick.'
I look at him and think he is joking.
He is serious...
My husband just looks at me and I shrug.
'Who does he think you are?'
'I dunno.'

There was a time I was in Sardis in New York, havin a drink with my best friend before a show. I went upstairs to use the loo. By the time I was leaving the loo a crowd had gathered outside the restoom. I was swarmed by people asking for autographs.
I protested and said 'I am just a vistor, I am not who you think I am'(and just who do you think I am???)
and they would get indignant and call me 'A SNOB'as they trust their sheets up paper under my nose'
My friend came up and I had to scream for him and he literally had to break it up as we were late for our show... It looked as though I had a gay handler who was very irrate with my delay...We were going to be late for a show... Which caused the crowd to go into squeals of 'Break a leg honey!'
And I did not ever find out who I was... Maybe I am just plain scared to find out that I am like Florence Henderson or some other character actor...

Well, fast forward to me present day.(Well, at least me in the last few years.)

One of my best friends in the whle entire world asks me out. And I accept. Hubby is working late and will not miss anything with two gals yakking all night. She decides on a very cool restaurant downtown and we agree to rendez vous at around 7 as it will be pretty hard to get a table as we had the film festival and the jazz festival happening in our fair city.

I head on down and my girlfriend is waiting for me at the bar. She comes over to me and says that they are fully booked and there is no way we are getting in. The robust owner is rushing around cursing and then sees me, he makes eye contact and screams 'Bella! Bella, you're here'
I look around, as it can not be me.
'Bella, have you been waiting long?'
Gianncarlo, go clear that table immediately!
Here Bella, Table for how many?
Two?
Here you are Bella.
My girlfriend and I sit down.
Pendullum, do you come here often? asks my gal pal.
Nooooooo
Hmmmm???/
The owner comes by with a really nice bottle of wine, 'On the house Bella!'
This is ridiculous! I do not know what to do...
But it's happenin and we are just laughing...
Anyway we have a wonderful dinner...
Owner comes by and invites us to a party with Al Pacino. I decline as I just do not want to take this any further.
Then he says 'How about a party for David Cassidy at my brother's restaurant???'

Now, I must take you, dear reader on a side adventure....

Flash back to a young girl who loved the Partridge Family(Before she saw the Elvis 68 comeback special) she thought that David Cassidy was love.(Until she saw that Elvis special with him in leather... and then I reeeeally knew what love was... But I digress)
She bought the Teen Beat. She set up the poster and each one of her gal pals would kiss David.
The infactuation died as they always do.And that person is a million miles from my teens.

In my teens I was a babysitter for the big hotels.
And one day, I was called to do a job and who answers the door but ..........David Cassidy!!!!!
My face went scarlet as I was certain that if my Teen Beat pictures could talk they had told a thousand stories to the man standing in front of me. I was so embarrassed. I was red and my face would not stop glowing. I could not look at him. And I was going to be left in charge of his kid????
What kindof justice is that????
Anyway, he left, with his beautiful wife, and I did not damage his child as he was asleep in the room before I got there.

Now, flash forward to me and my gal pal...

Nahhh, thanks anyway.... But I told the owner my David Cassidy story...
As the night progresses, my husband just happens to walk by and he joins us. It is one of those fun nights with laughs galore that you just do not want it to end.
We are tipsy and have a craving for a cognac and cigar...
(What would be the first indication that we are tipsy???)
We decide to leave the restaurant and go to a restaurant that specializes in our poison.
The decision is made for a bar up that is within walking distance up the street. And being loose, we absolutely forget that this is where the David Cassidy party is supposed to be.
We walk in, the owner sees me and screams 'Bella , you made it!!!'
Ohhhhh Noooo...
My husband just looks at me.
My gal pal just says,'Loooong story!Just smile and be part of the entourage.'
The owner of the previous restaurant called his older brother and has relayed my David Cassidy story.
This guy isis only too excited to get me, Bella, (Whoever the hell I am) and David back together....

Nonono.... I protest...

'We don't want to go to the party! We do not want to see David Cassidy. We do not want to hang with the entourage...
All we want is a cigar!' But this guy just doesn't hear what I'm saying...

'Ahh, Bella, David is not here yet...'

'I don't want to see David. I just want a cigar and me and my pals are just going to sit at the bar.Ok?'

'Ok!'

Well, in walks David... He is swarmed by adoring middle aged fans. He is polite, (he at least knows who he is) he signs autographs and is escorted to the private dining room where his party is waiting for him.

And my group of three is just having a good ole time at the bar.

And then I feel a hand on my shoulder.

'Hi, I am David Cassidy and I hear that you babysat my stepson.'

He stayed with us all night. My husband talked with my gal pal and I talked with David.
Polite, kind, funny. He stayed with us the entire time. And he picked up the tab when he left.How often does that happen??? I'm livin' the dream I tell ya!

After he left, another famous Canadian actor came sat beside me and said'You seem like the person to know.'

I felt like David Letterman holding court...

But I do not know who they think I am.

Guess I will never know.

But there is my first crush story. No Elvis Presley in leather... But there you have it...

Might I suggest that you go to

http://othejoys.blogspot.com/

as she was the inspiration for my long story... Her story of Celebrity crush is stellar!!!

Her blog is soo funny...
Could not stop laughing and it brought back to many memories.

46 comments:

kim said...

Thats hysterical ... We have to find out who they all think you are!! This could be very useful later on (as you witnessed at the restaurant with the table thing)
You cant go thru life NOT knowing who you are impersonating lol

And David Cassidy *sigh* I would gladly have died for him 30 yrs ago :)

pinknest said...

this is kind of random, but you know what? the name of your blog was in a dream i had last night. i don't really remember how, but i know it was.

Teri M. said...

AAAAAAAAAACK! My head is spinning! Uh, is it a sign of immaturity for a 36 yr old to say: How freakin' cool!
I so, so hearted David Cassidy. So. ("Hey, there lonely girl...")
And, definitely, we must find out who it is they think you are.

bananas62 said...

WOW!!! What an amazing Story!!! AS a fellow TEEN BEAT, TIGER BEAT, "16" reader, I bow to you, I'm not worthy!!! and very jealous! hee hee. I hope when you find out who you're supposed to be, you let us know!!!!

Oh, The Joys said...

Yaaaaaaaaay! What a great story. Thanks for posting it - it's so much MORE than a comment! (And, thanks for the link too - how fun.)

Catch said...

This is why I love your blog!!!! You have the most amazing stories to tell....David Cassidy.....how cool is that? You have to go back to that resturant and find out who they think you are...maybe its Charlize Theron or someone cool like that!!! Pendulum...you are so cool!

Panda said...

This is TOTALLY cool! You are CLEARLY also totally cool, Bella!

I wonder who the hell you look like. Maybe Mrs Partridge?

Rhonda said...

Bestill my former teenaged heart. Sounds like a wonderful evening.

I'm just dying to know what celeb you look like - but so are you!

Flame Lilly said...

What a hilerious story! I enjoyed reading your blog! Also, along with everyone and their mother, I'm dying to know who they think you are!!!!!!!!!

denise said...

OH MY GOD! who are you? im dying here, I so want to know who they think you are! you should have just signed your autogragh just so someone would look at it a cry "HEY! your not blah blah blah!!!" when you find out you have to tell us!

chelle said...

hehe that is funny that you look like "someone"!! Very cool story, in fact all your stories rock!!! love it!

crazymumma said...

I think I love you
but what am I so afraid of?
I'm afraid that I'm not sure of
of a love that there's no cure for..

I think I love i think I love you I think I love you......

David Cassidy was, is and will always be a dreamboat.....

(I hope last night gave you some peace).

Anne

Nikki said...

From now on, I'm calling you Bella, because THAT is just to funny. LOL

Pendullum said...

Kim, you know he has not aged at all... He wasn't wearing the cool bell bottoms...And try as a I may... he did not sing I think Ilove you...

Pinknest. that is sooo cool...

Teri, bananas62, oh the joys you all made me smile.

Catch, I don't know about cool...
I will not go back to the restaurant as I am too embaressed by it all...

Panda, Girl you crack me up! All your comments are just too funny...
Mrs. Partidge I am not! Hooker shoes or no hooker shoes!

Rhonda, Flame Lilly,Denise, Chelle, I haven't got a clue...
There are so diverse in who approaches me that I haven't got a clue...
But now I am so wary of the expectant smile... and the anxiousness that appears on their faces...
I am no David Cassidy...

and as I said... I look like everyone.. and no one... someone's best friend's mother...

J's Mommy said...

great story, but i'm so disappointed. i totally want to know who everyone thought you were. darnit!

FFF said...

wow! what a great story! You played it so cool, I would have been way too excited and they would have known I wasn't someone famous. Thanks for stopping by my blog. I'm enjoying yours!

mothergoosemouse said...

Bella, as in Isabella Rosselini?

Or Bella, as in "beautiful" in Italian?

Regardless, that is one heck of a story!

Becky said...

thanks for visiting my blog! like yours!

Miss Keeks said...

OK, my co-worker and I can only think of Isabella Rosselini. Are you extremely short with dark hair?

And all of those French actresses... But I don't imagine you sound french. I have no idea who they think you are. But it's very interesting!

Mrs. T said...

You've definitely got a "Cool Card" and I think you should play it whenever you can! I am sooo jealous you got to hang with David Cassidy- he is so dreamy.
Thanks for stopping by my blog! I'm enjoying yours!

sunshinedaily4me_wuz_here said...

Wow, that is sooo interesting. Thanks for stopping by my blog!

Babaloo said...

What a great story. The person (celebrity/actress) they thought you were probably leads a very boring life. She was probably at home in a pair of ratty old sweats while you lived her life for one night!

mama_tulip said...

I am dying to know who they think you were. That's one helluva story!

Kevin Charnas said...

GET OUT OF HERE!!! That is too funny and BIZARRE! Who do you look like? WHO do they think you are? I'm dying of curiosity over here! How fun though...

Mrs. Chicky said...

I need to know who they thought you were!!! Gah!!

Great story. You handled it with much more grace than I would have. And, for the record, I am always being mistaken for other people but never for anyone famous. I'm jealous.

gray_brandi said...

oh.. David Cassidy.. hmmmm.. bringing back the memories :) That is awesome!!! Enjoy your blog!

cameo said...

post a picture and then you can tally the votes!

hautemama said...

That is quite the funny story!! Your killin us..WHO do you think they thought you were?

Mommy off the Record said...

Oh my God, that is crazy! You have some wild adventures, girl. You must post a picture of yourself so we can all tell you who we think they thought you are!

sunshine scribe said...

DAVID CASSSIDY!! I couldn't be more jealous.

Funny, funny post. Now you MUST tell who everyone mistakes you for.

Mimi said...

Thanks for stopping by!:)

Hilarious story! I don't know what is more funny, the fact that everyone thinks you are someone else, or that you still do not know who they think you are! And oh those Teen Beat days. Certainly brings back memories!

IzzyMom said...

I get the same thing...I always look exactly like someone somebody knows...but never any celebs, dammit!

I'm really good at seeing people's likenesses. You should send me your pic and let me have a whirl :)

Blonde Vigilante said...

That is a great story. And, you didn't even get caught. Fabulous!

Kristin said...

Hmmmm...who are you, woman?

However, I was totally way more into Shaun... totally.

kristi said...

You have to post a picture of yourself so we can see who you look like. I have never met anyone famous and that has always been a dream of mine to meet someone and there you met all these people in one night and they thought you were famous.....post a picture I have got to see who you look like

Christina_the_wench said...

What I would have done to hook up with his half brother(?) Shaun back in the '70's. ~sighs~

We do have to get to the bottom of this Bella thingy. This will bug me.

ninepounddictator said...

That's too funny.
Hilarious even.
What did the hubby think??

Domestic Chicky said...

Post a pic! Post a pic! Post a pic!

You can't leave us hanging like this!!!

Sera Skywalker said...

Thanks for your comment lady.. I just read this entry and got completely hooked. Good work.. and oh, I wish *I* would get mixed up with other people. At least then something exciting would happen in my life. Seriously.

Pendullum said...

Ok...
For my next blog I will post a pic of me...
But I promise you I am no Mrs. Partridge...
And I am no Isabella Rosellini...

And Kristin and Christina... I did see Shaun on the street a few years ago(as luck would have it) and he did not fair as well as David...
But he still had those Hardy Boy eyes 'A doo runrunrun adooo runrun!'

Flame Lilly said...

Thanks for visiting my blog Pendullum! I am waiting with baited breath for your next post!

Annie Drogynous said...

I've had people ask me for my autograph too and I haven't the slightest clue who they believe me to be. But it's fun and I signed their pieces of paper and laughed when they walked off with a confused look on their faces.

Misfit Hausfrau said...

THAT.IS.AWESOME! Someday you'll know who they think you are!

In college I used to be mistaken for Lauren Holly when she was playing Julie Chandler on All My Children. I was even stopped in front of ABC studios in NYC to sign autographs. Now? Not so much.

Misfit Hausfrau said...

BTW--the comments you left on my post were heartbreaking.

Andrea said...

Great story! I wish stuff like that would happen to me, but I'm a frumpy almost-30 Mama with a forgettable face. I want to know who you are to them, also! I must go through your archives.

P.S. I read your comment over on Mommy off the Record's post about where we all get our blog names and our monikers (I'm the Little Bald Doctors one) and I was very touched by your story as to how you came by your blog title. I'm very sorry you didn't get a whole lifetime with your wonderful friend. Sounds like he was very special.

P.P.S. and thanks for visiting my site and for your comment.

Stephanie said...

OMG - it's like your in the twightlight zone or something!