I’m in LA. It’s around 5am and I’m celebrating finally realizing who I saw at dinner earlier. It was Nathan Parsons (Jackson of the Originals). He was wearing a grey cap and a brown shirt. For some reason I kept thinking of the name Jackson and thought maybe it was Jackson Rathbone (Jasper of Twilight)- I was a little off but was still right about them being part of a supernatural genre?
Anyway I kept insisting it was someone famous cause I just got the inkling that I’ve seen his face before! My friends however thought I was making things up due to the fact that we were in LA and I was probably just desperate to see a celebrity. Uh no, I just recognize faces and hate not knowing where I’ve seen a face before. It’s just that feeling you get where you’ll look at someone and think, hmm I’ve seen you before.. but where? I’m actually pretty good at remembering where I’ve seen a face (ie: that one time we spotted Alexander Ludwig at the YVR airport on our way back from LA!) the difference between then and now was the fact that I had Google during the encounter to help me realize who he was. This time I had nothing but my slow memory which is why I lie here awake now at 5:15am as it catches up to me.
I can now rest easy now knowing where I’ve seen his face. Phew. Good night yall.