I sat around in The Beverly Hilton lobby for two and a half hours waiting for Sly Stallone and Matt Damon to come out of a charity dinner they were hosting.
Don’t get me wrong, there could be worse places to wait, it was posh, had a Starbucks in the lobby and random C list celebs were wandering around (mainly just famous people’s wives and other media types).
But after waiting that long to chat to Sly or Matt, it was pretty soul destroying to find out they’d left an hour earlier, through a private back entrance.
Some days this job seriously sucks.
Before getting disgruntled and downhearted we drove over to The Sunset Marquis where Cheryl Cole was residing with her bed buddy Derek Hough.
We had dinner, a few cocktails and waited for a recognisable Geordie twang to bounce off the walls.
Cheryl never appeared, according to the bartender she'd spent over 48 hours hidden away in her bungalow…no-one had seen or heard of her since she arrived.
We had dinner, a few cocktails and waited for a recognisable Geordie twang to bounce off the walls.
Cheryl never appeared, according to the bartender she'd spent over 48 hours hidden away in her bungalow…no-one had seen or heard of her since she arrived.
I did find out that Kings Of Leon front man Caleb always checks into LA hotels with a saucy fake name, so fans can't hassle him. He checks in under Dixie Enormous, and quite rightly, he finds it hilarious
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