I live on a quiet street in Beverly Hills. Well it was quiet until David and
Victoria Beckham moved in recently. I could tell when it was because one day
I came home and saw tons of photographers at the bottom of my street and
even a guy with a camera up in a tree.
At first I was a little flattered but then realised it had nothing to do with
me. I don’t usually get in the tabloids. The last time was when there was a
water shortage here in LA. A tabloid said I had bought 1,500 bottles of
Perrier to wash my car. I was besieged with angry letters from people saying
what a foolish person I was. Like I would wash my car with carbonated water.
It was kind of fun being in a tabloid. And I wasn’t even having sex with
anyone.
So the other day I left to go to my garage at 9am and there was a whole
phalanx of photographers camped out. I came back at 3pm and they had been
there in 90 degrees heat all day.
I called some of the photographers over and said: “Can you really make a
living taking these pictures? She’s only leaving her house.” One says: “It’s
not just leaving her house, we have to follow them and we need 10 of us
because we have to track every car that leaves in case they might be in one.”
I’m amazed at what good sports the Beckhams actually are. She had been on the
show with me about 10 years ago with the Spice Girls. They are a nice group
and we had fun. When they came this time, everyone was a bit “oh my God,
what’s it going to be like?” But they hadn’t changed at all.
Like last time, she was really nice and very funny. Remembering the
photographers outside my house, I laughed when she told me she had bought
these sex dolls, dressed them up in wigs and put them in the back of the
car. Then they would send them out and the photographers would trail after
these dolls and take pictures of what they thought was her in the back of
the car. You have to have a good sense of humour to live like this.
David came along to the show, too, and was just standing in the hall when the
show was over. He put his hand out to shake my hand like two guys meeting in
a pub. I said: “Nice to meet you,” and we talked about cars for a little. He
said: “I hear you have a great garage,” and so I invited him to drop by
sometime.
They will go down very well here. She did a reality show called Victoria
Beckham in LA and they followed her to the Department of Motor Vehicles to
get her driving licence photo. A normal thing to do, except she has hair and
makeup people with her. It looks hilarious but she does it tongue in cheek.
I hear he has a Cadillac Escalade, which is a big hit with what the Brits call
footballers. It’s an indicator the Beckhams have embraced the American way
of life. Maybe to cement his new American lifestyle he should get a Z06
Corvette too.
Victoria has a Bentley convertible, which is good for her. I like the fact she
drives around in a convertible. It’s good she is not hiding. People will
follow them around and take pictures as long as they want to. But then those
of us in Beverly Hills have found that out already. The good thing about
this for me is that, with all the cameras and security, I now live on the
safest street in the world.
I am disgusted by the Beckham invasion. It's like beign forced fed when you are not hungry.
The British MSN reports how Victoria thinks Americans did not get her ironic sense of humor and that is why her show flopped.
It is insulting how Ms. Beckham thought that the garbage she put out would be received by the American public as quality entertainment. Adding injury to insult she believes we did not "get it".
Leno will probably not have to put up with all the hoopla for long as, hopefully, her condesending attitude will take of that.
RG, Cary, NC , US
I'm not sure any street where Jay Leno lives wasn't already a very "safe" street already
zabootski, Chicago, IL, USA