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Oh Gosh, it’s Josh!

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Am I celebrity-obsessed? I guess it depends on whose definition of the phrase. Like most women I know, I can’t resist picking up the latest US Weekly, OK or Life & Style. On top of that, I have to check in on DListed, Bricks and Stones, and Perez Hilton to get my daily scoop of what’s going between the weekly issues of the aforementioned rags. I refuse to be the last one to find out that Britney gets knocked up for the third time.

If I am celebrity-obsessed, let’s blame it on my upbringing. I’m from Los Angeles (also known as LaLa Land and densely populated with movie stars, reality TV stars, singers and everything else in between) so I was close enough to frequent Robertson and Sunset Blvds, the Grove, Santa Monica Promenade and other celebrity hotspots where celebrity sightings are bound to happen. Needless to say, the celebrity obsession thing is pretty much in my blood.

I’ve been lucky to spot some real hotties, too. From John Mayer, Jonathan Rhys Meyers, Adrian Grenier three times now, Brandon Boyd, Jesse Metcalfe, and even Kiefer Sutherland smoking and walking down Greenwich Avenue in the West Village. Oddly enough, I’ve never stopped any of them nor talked to them. I’ve only gawked and admired from afar.

Yesterday, a beautiful Memorial Day in NYC, I was leaving my gym in SoHo and saw a ridiculously hot guy walking past. Even though he was hiding underneath a newsboy cap, I knew I recognized those chiseled features. It was actor Josh Duhamel from movies like Win a Date with Tad Hamilton and Transformers, and the TV show Las Vegas.

I paused, screeched, and put my hands over my mouth to stifle a scream. I guess Josh noticed ‘cause he stopped and gave me a strange look. He must get this reaction all the time because he didn’t run in the opposite direction. Miraculously, I was able to string a sentence together to ask if I could take a picture with him. He agreed and even took the pic using my cell phone (his arms are longer than mine). I shook his hand again, congratulated him on his engagement (to Fergie from the Black Eyed Peas) and went along my merry way.

I was smiling ear to ear as I walked to Dean and Deluca to get a cool beverage to calm myself down. Until I took out my cell phone to look at the picture of me and Josh. Sadly, I was completely devastated when I realized I forgot to hit the “Save Pic” button. I guess this is what happens when you get totally flabbergasted and can’t function properly in the company of pure hotness. Pure, volcanic, steaming, sexy, dreamy hotness. Perhaps another time…..

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Until then, here is a pic of me and Tom Green (Drew Barrymore’s ex). I ran into him at the parking lot of Tony Hawk’s Boom Boom Huck Jam exhibition a few years back.

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{Photos: IMDB, StyleTraxx.com}

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