I think you all know how I feel about flights that are 5+ hours. I
detest them - with a passion. Waaa-mbulance alert: Waaaaah I wish places
weren't so far. I always scrub out for them too. Glasses, and clothing
that I would usually wear to the gym are my usual fashion of choice. I
usually throw my hair up in a messy ponytail about 5 minutes before I
leave - as if to say "yup, I look like hobo, and I'm not ashamed of it."
Life lesson here everyone, life lesson - never leave the house looking
like a hobo.
In true Expedition Evans awkwardness this time around
though, I was in for a bit of a surprise. It turns out that upon
boarding my Virgin America flight, who do I find sitting in first class?
About two feet away from where I was standing?
The
ever classy, Rob Kardashian (of Keeping up with the Kardashians fame, or
Kim's younger brother). As I fumbled through my bag looking for my
phone (because for some reason I thought I could take a pic of him
sitting on a plane and that wouldn't be weird), I quickly realized I was
becoming "THAT" girl - you know, back in the day, the girl that would
stop at nothing to get an autograph of one of the *NSYNC members? Not
Chris though, because he was gross.
I dialed it back a bit and calmly proceeded to my seat
(Bud had sat down before I did). I immediately texted every person I
knew to tell them about my morning's events. Most excited was my sister.
We chatted immediately on how we should proceed with this situation.
Bud told me to "stop being weird" and that we would see him at baggage
claim and to ask for a pic there. To which I said to him in disbelief,
"What Kardashian gets their own bags?!? From baggage claim no less."
Well friends, apparently Rob does:
I was a bit too star struck, so I have to give it to Bud, because he
actually went up to Rob and asked for the picture (isn't he great?).
After he agreed, I awkwardly stuck my hand out and shook his hand and
said, "Hi, I'm a big fan" and he replied, "Hi, thanks I'm Rob", with a
sheepish grin. As Bud struggled with the setting on my camera phone
(which seemed like an eternity by the way), I couldn't help but think
how I looked like I had given up on life with the clothes I was wearing.
Rob, if you are out there reading this, thanks for
being a good sport and humoring me a bit. You'll always have LAX Baggage
Claim Area B to remember me by.
xoxo mevans
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