I like to think that I’m above getting all fan-girly when I unexpectedly see a celebrity but inside I’m jumping up and down and screaming. It was that way when we toured a college with Diane Lane and her daughter. ‘Twas like that today* when we saw Adam Scott at the National Gallery of Art. Twice.
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I looked up Diane Lane’s daughter to see what she looked like. Beautiful girl. I looked up Adam Scott too, because I didn’t know who he was. I hoped he was a famous artist.
I wouldn’t have known Adam Scott by name either, but I recognized his face. My nephew confirmed it.
I don’t need to look up Adam Scott. I’m a big fan!