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Hilary Duff & Mike Comrie Take Their Son Luca To See Santa Claus At The Grove 12.8.17
Well, if you are this foreign born A list mostly movie actor and his actress wife, you start putting your kids in front of the cameras too. Call the paps and let them know when they are out with the kids and try and land some more tabloid covers. They were going to use it in promotions and press. She blew the dress off though and did her own thing. He was alternatively looking back over his shoulder from the bar where he had been to me, sitting in the driver seat of a car belonging to an actress currently asleep in the back. What JG was not doing while running across the street was looking out for any of the cars using the street. There was no honking. There were a lot of slammed brakes and strange looks. The way he was running, they probably thought he robbed the club. Nope, but it turns out he had robbed someone inside the club. Never wanting to be an escape driver, I still managed to understand the need to get out of there and ask questions later so pulled away from the curb and into traffic. Nothing crazy, but I could feel myself shaking. Meanwhile, in the backseat, I heard "Did you get it? Let us call her RG Brittany Murphy. At that particular point in time, she was the highest on the list in that car. She was probably A- list. All of you know her. Honestly, you know who JG Brad Renfro is and the actress sleeping behind me in the car too. JG turned to face RG and held up multiple glassine bags, each about the size of half a finger, and each filled with powder. In the rearview mirror, looking to see if we were being chased, I saw the eyes of RG light up and her tongue quickly lick her lips as JG handed her a few of the bags. As JG took a glance out of the back and side, I asked him why we had to get out of there so quickly. Why did you do that," I asked. JG was in his element. This was not where I expected to be four hours earlier. The original plan lasted about as long as it took for ZX who I love to this day to say she had a fitting and would meet up with us at the restaurant. Have you been in a situation where you are only friends with someone through someone else. That was me and JG. We knew each other through ZX. We hung out a couple of times but he was not someone I was going to ever seek out on my own. But, there we were, two guys at a restaurant trying to make the most of it waiting for ZX, who never did show. Someone who did show was DD though. I was kind of surprised. Everyone was at some party together and DD and I ended up talking a lot that night about Hollywood history. Apparently she was a fan. When I met her, she was already on the beginning of a downward slide. She had ticked off too many people too many times and was a craft before commercial kind of person which made things even worse. At one point, she was probably considered to be someone who would be A list for a long time. For whatever reason, she and her management team just really rubbed people the wrong way. I was glad to see her and JG was too. I think DD was just excited about being out of the house and doing something fun. You never saw her out. Whenever you would spend more than 30 minutes with JG he loved to share with everyone the fact he hooked up with that co-star. Let us call her LT Scarlett Johansson. At that point in time, I probably knew her better than either of the two at the table, but there was no way I was going to say anything. See, JG was a little obsessive about LT and was basically always a phone call or e-mail away from a restraining order when it came to her. If he knew I had any contact with her, he would literally hound me for hours, if not days for her new phone number. If I remember correctly, I think the waitress had just come over to take our drink orders and was talking to DD because they had worked on something. At that moment, RG walked by on her way to the bathroom and saw JG and made a beeline to him and whispered in his ear. She kissed him on the cheek and walked back towards the bathroom. It was when RG emerged from the bathroom that the night changed like no other night I had experienced or have since began. Drinks had arrived and as they were being placed on the table, RG came back from the bathroom and sat down in an empty chair next to JG. Up until that minute I had never met RG. I knew who she was of course. So did the tables next to us. Even though she was A- list at the time, her latest movie had bombed "Little Black Book" and was the first theatre released movie she had done in about a year. Looking at her up close, I could see she was doing a lot more than a little partying. From a distance she looked decent but when you got a good look at her you saw her hair had not been washed in a while and her fingers were stained, probably from crack. She was bone thin and her skin was so pale that it made the bright red lipstick on her lips look even more stark. Her hair was a variety of blonde shades that probably changed with each mood shift. I remember she was wearing a white dress covered with large flowers and a v neck opening. More white is not what she needed. Every few seconds she would lean over to JG and invariably her bare breast would fall out and a little over half the time she would place it back inside her dress when she sat back up. She was falling apart. It was probably two years earlier "8 Mile" that she could have booked a bunch of nice M movies. Instead, she was more interested in having fun and her career spiraled. It occurred to me at some point in the first ten minutes of her joining us that this table where I was seated included a lot of could have beens and should have beens. They each had a shot at fame and at that point of time, by their own actions, whether it be being difficult or being too involved in partying, they had sent their careers in a tailspin. JG and DD were both living off the fame from a movie "Ghost World" , while good, had not made a ton of money when it was released three years earlier. I say that despite the fact I had a half dozen friends who "Tart" were in it. JG was living off fame he achieved as a kid "The Client". ON his own, as an adult actor, he was not making it. What to say about her. Unlike most people who came into contact with her, I actually liked her. As I said before we shared a love of Hollywood history. She was smart and sarcastic and was good at talking smack. So, yeah, a big bomb. That was her first movie in three years. When she was a kid she was involved in some good, money making movies. All the way through her tween and late teen years it was a nice and steady career. Then, out of nowhere came the movie that made her career. Suddenly everyone knew her. It did allow her to pick what movies she wanted to do and she made a few bad choices in a row. To her credit, one of the movies she made was supposed to be huge and flopped. A three movie losing streak for someone in her position combined with a perception of being difficult iced her out. Because I actually liked her, I felt sorry for her. She is a good actress. Her history also is her curse. I think if she could go back in time she would not have been in the movie that made her a household name. Even just a few years removed from it at that table, I think she would have made that choice. Her choice that night was to drink. We were 20 minutes in and she was on drink 3 and had brought one from the bar to the table. I was actually interested to see if she was going to be a sweet drunk or angry drunk and what she was thinking. DD and I were seated next to each other. She was on my left and I was turned towards her talking when I saw something out of the corner of my eye. He is actually the one who is really an a-hole, but in that situation at that time, I will admit that JG was being the a-hole. Finally, someone not an actor. He was in a band "Limp Bizkit". We knew each other in a say hi kind of way. He then walked out.
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