Ohhhhh I forgot to dish on this one. One more New Year’s Resolution? Check mark! Complete.
It was the one I figured was unattainable. I’d resigned myself to not claiming this on the list I posted online since I figured it would end up being a bust – haha. When I moved to Manhattan, I decided I was going to learn to be more astute as I walk around the city as to not overlook someone famous strolling by. Yes. I *was* going to see me a famous person if I had to hunt them down, in a non-stalker-esque way of course.
That’s why, whew, I was super thankful that in strolled Mister Mario Lopez, ladies and gentlemen, as we waited in the middle of a thick crowd of soon-to-be patrons at Carmine’s just off of Times Square. He strolled in – sporting a white headband, gray sweatpants, and looking very normal. His hair wasn’t fully Slater-fab as it was in his SBTB prime, but those dimples were what gave him away.
I noticed him at the sidewalk before he ever entered. I paused, scrunching my eyebrows the way I subconsciously do when I’m contemplating something. I looked at my mom. “That guy over there? He looks like Mario Lopez.” She looked over and then back at me. “Um – that’s because it is!”.
Score! I stared more and as I did, he caught me when he looked to his right. As he did, the dimples deepened. Hah! I will say, overall he was smaller than I’d expect. Perhaps I should have told him once upon a time my roommates and I threw a Saved by the Bell party? Think he’d have been impressed?
Anyway – mission? ACCOMPLISHED! 😉