Alex Box
I just thought I would share what happened when I met Alex Box yesterday. Okay, so it’s THE Alex Box, the make-up artist that makes everyone go weak at the knees because she is soooooo awesome. We’d just started chatting (about holidays) and I was leading up to asking her some make-up questions when a massive filling fell out of my tooth. I didn’t flinch.. I didn’t.. but all of a sudden with a hunk of metal in my mouth, I couldn’t really speak that well. All I could manage really was ‘hmmm’ and tried to put some interested intonation into it, with vigorous encouraging head-nods. I tucked this brick of amalgan under my tongue and tried to ask a question.. but it sounded as though I was talking with my mouth full.. arghh.. so embarrassing, so I just kind of .. er.. drifted away from her….
BBBFAIL!
Hahahaha this is right up there with the poodle blankets story! ahhahah!
Oh Jane. That’s a mega fail. I love Alex Box, she’s one of my heroes, I love her style and her talent and love that she’s so down to earth. I had a chat to her whilst she was breastfeeding baby last night, which I wasn’t expecting to happen.
Now that is multi tasking (and a little distracting!)
Oh the horror! I have nightmares about any meeting going like this. I would of done the same and got out ASAP!
hee hee oh my goodness! poor you, Jane!