A Banner Day

I don't have too much time to write as I have to get ready for the day, but please allow me to tell you why yesterday was one of the best days EVER (with the exception of one glitch).

I think the celebrity sighting gods heard my conversation with Jenna Thursday night at SnB about how we never see any celebrities at the Grove, because yesterday afternoon as I was leaving Victoria's Secret (I bought the Spice Girls' greatest hits CD!), I saw...wait for it...

Katie Holmes and Suri Cruise!  In person!  I KNOW!

I don't usually geek out about celebrity sightings, but that one really took me by surprise.  I ended up calling everyone I knew to tell them of my great fortune, and then promptly kind of hated myself for being one of Those People, but then soon got over it and kept calling others.  For the record, Suri is ADORABLE in person.  Aw. 

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As for the Spice Girls concert, let me use these three words: BEST. SHOW. EVER!  It was everything I expected and more.  The people-watching (unfortunate and otherwise) was worth the price of admission alone.  Heather, Carol (who showed an inspiring level of commitment to the Girl Power cause by flying across the country for the show) and I saw, in no particular order: leggings aplenty; lots of leopard-print hosiery; girls with feathers in their hair (did they think this was a Manilow concert?); chartreuse hot pants; neon, neon, NEON!; sequins; cute high heels with a fetching bow detail (must find out who makes them); and - because this is L.A. - lots and lots of Uggs.  At a Spice Girls concert.  STOP IT WITH THE UGGS, PEOPLE.  It's not 2004.

Celebrity Sightings: Nicole Richie at the CPK stand getting pizza; Robin Antin and the Pussycat Dolls going to the bathroom (more than a little frightening up close and in person); Nicole Scherzinger outside the venue after the show, and...did I forget somebody?  I don't think so.  Nothing tops my Katie and Suri sighting, though, right?

The concert?  Was AMAZING.  Our seats were on the floor and maybe 50 feet from the stage!  EEEE!  I don't think I stopped cheering and/or singing along.  Speaking of, the Girls did sing live and were great.  The choreography was top-notch: I fell in love with the back-up dancers even more once I discovered that they were the male versions of each Spice Girl - LOVE IT.  Seriously.  (Need I mention how fabulous the Roberto Cavalli-designed costumes were?  I am coveting Emma's black-and-white geometric print shift dress.  And her cascading hair.) 

Oh, yes - the one glitch: my stupid little camera - the one I ditched for my pretty Nikon D80 - DIED on me right before the show started.  I KNOW.  How RUDE.  I was SO sad.  What, me with no pictures from the concert?!  Inconceivable!  I tried taking camera phone photos but they didn't turn out so great.  Sniffle.  Here's one horribly blurry shot of the end of the show:

Yes, that says "MISSION ACCOMPLISHED: SPICE."  Love love love it!

Technical difficulty aside, I am not entirely too sad.  I made off with a ridiculous amount of merchandise, including:

- a mug
- an official program (there are Cavalli sketches in it!)
- a t-shirt with one of the "retro" logos (does nine years count as retro?)
- this onesie (I'm not saying who it's for, but she knows who it is)

- and the piece de resistance, this t-shirt (available in teal online but in black at the concerts)

I am SO wearing that shirt today.

P.S. Dear Anyone: If there is any way I can get the remix of "The Humpty Dance" used by the back-up dancers during the show, I would be eternally grateful.  I would also very much like a recording of the new version of "Too Much."  Please and thank you.  Love, Me.

ADDENDUM: I forgot to mention the following bits from the concert: Fan dancing, with big, beautiful white ostrich feather fans!  Poles, along with some sort of pole dancing (my fellow S girls will recognize it as being very Level 1)!   The bonus of meeting Dave, a young man going to every American date on the Spice Girls tour!  He was GREAT, by the way; we all wanted to take him home.

Comments

[Erin G.]

I have listened to your Katie/Suri voicemail several times -- it's so funny. I *might* have to post a transcript of it on my site -- if only I could figure out how to make an mp3 of it!

[French Laundry at Home]

Dave was precious... but not as precious as "Big Guy" up in the stands who was in his 40s, and shamelessly singing along and dancing his little heart out.

I cannot WAIT to break out my Spice Girls apron. NERD ALERT!

Oh, and p.s. to the feather fan dancing - black and red satin toreador capes AND confetti cannons!!!

[French Laundry at Home]

Oh - almost forgot... your SurKat sighting is running in Ted's column on Monday. :)

[Jenna]

OMG. Seriously.

How do you top that? Can you still save the cheerleader and save the world? I mean, where do you go after experiencing SurKat (had to steal that) to Spice?

Seriously.

[Catherine]

Erin: I don't even remember what I said in my voicemail, I was on such a celebrity sighting high. I'm sure there was some profanity, though. Hee.

FLaH: That guy in the audience was the BEST. We love him! And how could I forget the sparkly matadors and cannons? Thanks for the tip on the column, too. ;)

Jenna: I know. I KNOW. There are only two things that could top that: a Brad and Angelina sighting (preferably with the kids), and a David and Victoria Beckham sighting (also preferably with the kids). I would probably freak out if I saw any of these people live and in the flesh, and then call and/or text everyone I knew.