Of course he does.
His Penis is his Pass!
I’m confused by the bolded assertion. Obviously, as you say, no one is obliged to smile and make nice with others, but those others likewise are not obliged to refrain from speaking to you. I don’t agree that people have the right not to be interacted with when they’re in public spaces.
This is exacerbated by the fact that she explicitly claims the right to interact with people in said spaces, as pointed out up-thread.
I’ve never heard of this Jess Hart person. High maintenance blonde scarecrows are a dime a dozen and they don’t do a thing for me. She’s a gap-toothed bag of antlers and most of the clothes she models hang off of her like they’re put on a coat rack. Seriously, if she’s that rich and famous she can’t get her teeth not to look like David Letterman’s dentures?
This is why I never approach celebrities. I grew up in a ski town and saw celebrities all the time, I never said anything to them. It feels stalker-y.
While I think your conclusions are generally correct, I don’t agree with this. I very much doubt that almost anybody recognizes her. I didn’t, I don’t think I’d ever even heard of her before this thread. Guys would recognize a smokin’ hot chick, alone at a bar, and act like the sex-crazed predators they’ve been trained to be.
Ya know what?
If the famous/rich/good looking women would adopt some kind of universal social signal that they want to be left the fuck alone it would fix everything.
Maybe a flashing blue light atop the head ala the “Kmart special”? Though I am not sure whether that should be flashing equals do approach (with caution) or do not approach under any circumtances.
To be honest, I don’t really feel sorry for the females of the species. They get bent if you do approach (and its not YOU they want) yet they expect the males to do all the approaching. When you ladies figure out something a bit more logical let us guys know.
They all want to be approached, if you’re the right guy. How do you know if you’re the right guy?
You don’t. So if she looks promising, step up and make your pitch.
Why care so much about her feelings, when she doesn’t particularly care about yours?
The other thing is that women have no compunction about approaching men they find attractive very aggressively. And taking it personally when their interest isn’t returned.
This, right here is why people think that you are a twat. You morph the concept of simply approaching someone it a bar into sexual harassment. Then you present the whole thing as if it was on the third tablet that Moses brought down from the mount.
Also, am I really in the minority here of people that can grasp the concept that someone can look skinny and in fact not weigh very much yet still have a BMI that makes them technically obese? WTF, this is not an earthshaking concept.
Dio is?
Man, next time I see him at a bar I will make sure to go up and ask him “did it hurt when you fell from heaven?”.
I was going to go with “my penis is unemployed, do you have any openings?” but I can see that you have way more class.
I’m curious to know how** Dio** approached his future wife without getting arrested.
To the OP, pathetic. Very sour grape-ish. Calling her fat while working so very, very hard not to appear so. Sad really.
Sounds to me like Ms. Hart has embodied the spirit of this song almost in its entirety.
Regards,
Shodan
When did I say anybody should be arrested? I just said it was rude, not that it was illegal.
My wife was introduced to me by mutual aquaintances, by the way. They brought her to one of my gigs, and I went to their table between sets. She talked to me first. I’ve never been one to try to mack on women I don’t know. They always came to me.
Flashing your Platinum AE card is always a good start. Means you at least speak the same $anguage.
That made my day!
Last time I tried that though the lady asked for my “Circumference Vitae” and then she even had the gall to ask how many pages long it was as well. But then I blew her mind when I told her it was a PDF file with 14k of G in a pfd.
I think you willingly give some of this up when you choose to seek a career in which you trade on your genetic gifts for fame and fortune.
If you’re willingly going into a career where the very measure of success is to become a public figure and have millions of people be attracted to you, and the result of that success is wealth and power and admiration, you had better understand that the price of that is the loss of a certain amount of privacy in public.
The great movie actors and models understand this, and behave appropriately. They do it either because they are decent people and recognize that they won the fame lottery and the least they can do is give some fan a story to tell, or they do it because they understand that it’s good marketing. Do a nice thing for a fan, and that fan will tell people what a great person you are for the rest of his or her life. Act like a haughty jerk, and the fan will tell everyone that too. Maybe that fan will even post angry messages on forums and tweet about it, and you’ll lose a lot of fans.
For example, Claudia Schiffer, who I have never paid much attention to, just became one of my favorite models because of the story told in this thread. Her fame stock went up, and Jessica Hart’s went down. Based on the difference in how they treat the public, guess which one will have more lasting fame?
There are two appropriate ways to deal with fame: One is to simply go out in public, accept your celebrity, and act with humor and grace. If you can’t do that and keep your sanity or keep from punching people in the face or insulting random strangers who are simply behaving how the fans you claim to want generally behave, then you don’t go out in public, and you restrict your socialization to those locations that are filled with other celebrities and have 300lb bouncers keeping the riff-raff out.
What you don’t get to do is strut around in public snarling, “Back off, punks!” to the people who are ultimately responsible for your extravagant lifestyle.
Of course, you CAN do that, America being a free country and all. And everyone else is free to bitch about you on message boards and stop buying products you drape over yourself or spray on your skin. Then you’ll eventually get your wish and become nice and obscure again.
Of course, the other side of this coin is that if you’re in public and you see a celebrity, you should mind your own manners and not unduly bother them. Depending on the circumstances, that means different things. If they’re clearly engaging with the public or bored waiting in a line or something, there’s nothing wrong with a short introduction or a request for an autograph or a nice comment about how you like their work. If they’re engaged in deep conversation with someone, it’s rude to interrupt for any reason, and that applies to the non-famous as much as to movie stars and models.
Yup. I’ve always thought of you as a babe-magnet.
I wouldn’t say that, but being in a band does increase your odds of being approached. I also wasn’t bad looking back then, and I was the lead singer, so it happened.
What kind of clues should I be looking for to determine whether someone is engaged in a “deep conversation” or talking about the price of panties at WalMart? Not that I’m dismissing panty-talk as superficial, but still…
Jesus Christ.
How does he expect us mere mortal non rock star folks to meet women?
Start a band.