Ginger's follies, foibles and fixations.
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| You Listen to Me, Mr. Kick-Ass Ginger's follies, foibles and fixations. |
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Tuesday, September 24, 2002 Almost Madonna After the Mr. Show show at Town Hall last night, I popped into the Sephora on Times Square to play with the makeup. I was in there about 20 minutes or so, wandering about, trying lip glosses, pondering my need for hair de-frizz-ifyer etc. There were a handful of other customers in the place, but as usual I never really looked at any of them. When I got to the counter there were some giggly college-ish girls there, and I overheard the counter person say "...she was just here a few minutes ago." The girls were aghast "MADONNA was HERE just NOW?" Counter person: "Yeah, 10-15 minutes ago." The girls ran off to look for her. "I should look up more often!" I told the counter person. "Oh, you'd never know it was her," she said. "She comes in all the time--we're used to that around here." So, I could have been standing right next to Madonna sniffing hand lotion. I can't say for sure, but it's probably as close to her as I'll ever get. posted by Ginger | 12:33 PM |
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