And Russell Brand Makes 12

And now, the shocking conclusion to our LA trip!

There’s very slim chance that there’s a place in LA that we DIDN’T hit on Saturday. We were all over the map. First we dined at Rosco’s in Altadena with the Bonino-Britschs for chicken and waffles—some of had that exact combo, some of us had just waffles, some of us had Big Mamma’s Special, and it was sinfully delicious! After that breakfast, we decided to walk some of it off so we headed to Pasadena, did some shopping to boost their ever dwindling economy--yeah right, we’ve all seen the Rose Parade. With only an hour worth of quarters to stick in the meter we and hopped back in the car and made our way towards Hollywood with everyone and their mother. Now in retrospect it was not the best idea, since it was a beautiful Saturday afternoon in LA and we knew it was going to be packed but thanks to Tom legit Repetto who lent us his parking pass, we parked under the Kodak and walked out onto the Walk of Fame.

We hemmed and hawed for bit whether we should take a tour of the Star homes, or if we should just walk, but we decided to get on the van (with a slurpee and packed in the last row like a can of sardines) and hope to see a celeb. We climbed Mulhouland Drive, and saw lots of houses, Quintin Tarrantino, Courtney Cox, Jennifer Aniston, the street Zac Efron lives down (we yelled for the driver to “hang a left!!!” but George our driver didn’t listen), two of Elvis’s houses, the house Michael Jackson died in (it’s been abandoned for the past 2 years-that gives me the creeps!), and many more. Most notably, Katy Perry and Russell Brand’s new house, that they supposedly just moved into in May. So as we were all staring up and admiring the red awning through the trees, George yells, “oh wait! There’s Russell Brand!” He was pulling out of his driveway in his tricked out Range Rover and if we weren’t smushed in the back, I’m sure we would have lost Carly. Side bar: now she talks the big talk about not really caring about the celebrities but when she sees one out among the living, she really loses her shit! When we saw Marg Helgenburger, she almost took me down. Ok back to the story, so we see Russell Brand, Carly’s about ready to jumpout of the van and I was screaming at Lisa to take a picture, but she was taking her sweet ass time, so I have no photographic evidence. Therefore, no photo for the blog. You can bet I’m not going to let her forget that one.

We saw some more houses, all throughout Beverly Hills, but no more stars (and yes I was holding the camera at that point) down to Santa Monica Blvd, and eventually made our way back to Hollywood. We had a free ticket to Madam Tousoud’s Wax Museum where we kept a steady pace as we saw all the stars we never saw on our tour. We saw Brit, JT, Beyonce, Zac Efron, Conan O’Brien, the gang was all there. Definitely cool to walk through, but glad we got our free ticket.

Finally our dogs were barking so we decided to head back to Los Feliz and relive our excitement. I HIGHLY recommend taking a star homes tour, in fact, next time I want to take the TMZ one...maybe I’ll help them break a major celeb story and then be an E! correspondant. Yes, I think that’s what will happen.