Sundance

A Story by Kit Kat

 

It was Sundance time. My favorite time of the year! I have my Sundance scrapbook already bursting at the seams with photos, autographs, and celebrity litter I pick up on the streets of Salt Lake. I have 37 celebrity cigarette buts. I’m not sure if that is a record, but...it makes for a really interesting conversation piece on my mantel! I was sitting next to a very fancy woman at the bar. I knew she was fancy because she has a fur coat on, with  matching  boots. purple fur...you don’t see that all the time. She also had a bluetooth phone piece on her head that she kept turning on and off with each new incoming request. From what I could hear it sounded like she had turned her home in a celebrity VIP hang time lounge!!!

 

“yes we have bottle service...of course we have silk robes….yes darling you know i’ve got massage chairs.”

 

 

“Quentin Jerome Tarantino has an open door invitation sweetheart!”

 

 

“Of course i’m not mad! Having vomit on my rug is part of the fun...we had it cleaned up in no time sugar plum!”

 

 

“you tell that Greg Kinnear he can have all the sugar free gummy bears I got!”.

 

This was incredible. I didn’t know where to start...this woman was my IN! she was my key to the Hollywood elite. I decided I had to act fast, so I did what any true scrapbooker would. I stole her wallet. Two days later I called her to tell her I had found it on the ground of Cheers to You. I was expecting an invitation to her house/lounge but instead she sent her man servant to get it from me. Not the perfect ending but he did give me a bottle of her homemade bubble bath! Not many people have THAT in their scrapbook.