I changed my outfit this morning. Twice. I was going to wear a dress because it was hot. Then I thought, "Oh, I'm going to see a professor I'm kind of intimidated by, maybe I shouldn't wear a dress with spaghetti straps." So I put on another dress. But it's cut close to under my arms, and I am, by nature, a sweaty person. Plus, it was freaking 90 degrees outside today! 90 degrees!! (I just came from a place where it was 56 degrees on a daily basis.) So changed into a white tank top and jeans and called it good.

I'm on my street, on the way to the bus, when I see this guy in the distance, who has a great walk, and is devstatingly handsome with gray hair. He gets closer, and I'm like, "Wow, that guy looks a lot like Tim Gunn."

And, uh, it ended up being Tim Gunn.

I literally stopped in my path, put my hand to my mouth and I said, out loud, much to my dismay, "Holy guacamole, it's Tim Gunn!" He stopped and smiled and shook my hand and said, "Hello! How are you!" And I said sheepishly, "And I'm not even dressed cute today." And he smiled and said, "Yes you are!" And he turned and followed (what I can only define as a "handler") a guy into the Oil Builing on Hope Street. It really pays to live next to FIDM!

Tim Gunn looked really cool, too. He was wearing jeans and a button down shirt with a brown suit jacket--I really enjoy this look on guys.

Plus, his hands were buttery soft.

Tim Gunn, whereever you are, you are divine. And charming. And gracious. And cool.

And I love you!

Labels: celebrity, project runway, real life, tim gunn

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at October 17, 2008 5:34 PM  natalia said...

Tim Fucking Gunn! You're so lucky!