This is great: Funny how everyone spends a lot of time analyzing why the band doesn’t live up to expectations and generally making judgments about people at the party… only to realize that maybe the right thing to do in this situation is just have a good time!
The very first frame brought me right back to my early high school days when I had the magazine pix all over my walls, too. I have trepidation about meeting famous people because I’d hate for my naive expectations to be shattered. Great story and comic–wish I could have been there!!
Only two months ago, I went to a party where I felt gut-punched in the stomach because a colleague INTRODUCED ME TO SHAUN CASSIDY, who was also a random party guest. WHO I THEN TALKED WITH FOR A HALF HOUR. Holy shit, he was so dreamy. He was a delight–kind, funny, down-to-earth. And when he realized I was pregnant, he laid his hand on my stomach. (Not Roger Taylor’s underpants, but still.) Thanks for your fabulous story, beautifully told.
Been a secret fan of yours for some time. Another great story. Just reading the words “Duran Duran” makess me feel old, but immediatley sucked me into the story line. I guess we do get a little crazy over celebrities.