Sorry, people. "You are not on the A-List; you're on the A-Lost."
Don'tcha love LA? It's getting harder and harder to "feel special" in this town, if you give a s**t about that stuff.
Believe us when we say, even the people who put celebrity-ism down go ga-ga when they see a famous person. It's totally true. We witness it all the time.
We'll be having dinner with a client in BH and some famous somebody walks in and the conversation stops. We've even had out-of-towners leave the table for an autograph (the latest was Kirk Douglas at Prego's in BH...not Michael Douglas, but the old man, Kirk-who cares Douglas). Believe it. Even the most cynical conservatives, who disdain "the culture of celebrity" publicly, LOVE to see celebrities in person. It's a fact.
So here's a great idea. Private club Xenii charges alot of money to 'join the club' - IF you're even invited - and then keeps the wannabes out. Perfect! You get to feel special because someone else feels like crap. That's Hollywood for ya'.
Oh, and did we mention this is the site of the "private party" mentioned in the People magazine article about the recent Paula Abdul I'm-drunk-please grope-me, er, assault charges?
One of the best lines from the nice read (for a change) in the LA Times today: "As Sutton told the TV entertainment show "Extra": "The first rule of Xenii is that you can't talk about Xenii."
And there you have it.
