The City by the Sea

After having lived in LA, in the heart of celebrity madness, I did not think Seattle would ever be as exciting, which I liked. But, on my last visit to downtown with my mother, there was more action and glamour than I could handle.

Here is a breakdown of the events:

1. The first stop of the day was in a suburb of Seattle, not the nicest of 'hoods. After the meeting, and after getting somewhat lost in the neighborhood, we found ourselves driving past a corner of folks that look like they cam out of a “here are the affects of drugs” commercial audition. Simply put, one older gentleman thought it necessary to load his crack pipe and smoke it about 10 ft. from our car. I thank Dog the Bounty Hunter for my paraphernalia recognition.

2. While visiting the five story Nordstrom’s downtown, I decided to make my way to the bottom floor men’s department. Leaving my mom to wander through her little slice of heaven. While riding the escalator to the second floor, the women’s shoe and cosmetic department, a mob of women blocked me from my basement destination.
The reason: Sex in the City herself, Sarah Jessica Parker. She was promoting her new fragrance and would soon be signing autographs. Honestly, the crowd was so packed with beautiful “it” girls I was motivated enough to stand around in what is normally shopping hell for me. Parker was tiny, and not very cute, but it was fun to check it out. After that, I made it down to my final destination and ran into local TV legend John Curley, who is bigger than I thought.

3. After Nordstrom’s and some other shopping we headed back to the parking garage to make our way home. While doing so we encountered one of the most amusing incidents I have come across while in any city.
A bum, on the run after presumably stealing from one of the local stores, was chased through the upscale mall by an overzealous young employee. The bum ran, with nothing in hand, yelling that he was “gonna knock the kids block off” and the guy ran like he was an alternate on a 6th grade girls track team. Needless to say I do not think he would have been able to do much if he actually caught the guy but it was very amusing.
I still wish I had put down my bags and tackled the perp, I would have been a hero in the eyes of all those snotty, but hot, city girls.


I guess Seattle is ready to become part of the elite.