After peering in the window it became evident that the Lohan was inside shopping (naturally) and had drawn quite a crowd. When it came time for her to leave her assistants came out of the front of the shop and drove her car to the back...so obviously I walked to the back of the shop. Now, please bear in mind that I am nowhere near being a professional paparazzo and yet it took the pros another 2 minutes to figure out that she was coming out the back. By that time I was right near the door, poised and ready for the action to unfold...and oh the excitement I got!
First a Lohan peep came out carrying a giant gold box, which for some reason I convinced myself Lohan was in to hide from the paparazzi
Then came several unexplained small children and a woman with large hair and a hat
THEN CAME LOHAN! Who for some reason walked right over to me and rubbed her back against me (I'm not even kidding)! All the paps went nuts so I am probably in hundreds of paparazzi shots around the world by now. I hope they tag the photos as "Lindsay Lohan with unidentified handsome male friend"
More back photos...
And finally her face! Well if she hadn't been wearing such a stupidly large hat it would be her face
and with that she jumped in her car and ordered "drive" to one of her minions and was gone like a flash
Now that I think about it, when I was at the Chateau I was seated behind Ms. Lohan and her seat back kept rubbing againt mine, now, the only conclusion I can draw is that I have some kind of animal magnetism that makes young starlets feel the urge to run up against me...
Or she has fleas and I make a handy scratching post.
