The big day finally arrived. To some it may sound ridiculous, but the past 13 years, since I first heard "...baby one more time" I knew I've needed to meet this woman. She's had some hard times, sure, but don't we all? Maybe our problems are less severe than any Britney has had, but she's under a magnifying glass, for one. I can totally understand how things can just become too much. She's an entertainer and is doing what she loves to do, and HAS been since she was 8 years old. I admire her. I do.
Never in a million years did I actually believe I would get to meet Britney- let alone sit down and talk with her....yet today it was all coming to fruition. It still hadn't totally hit me. I had had my moment of weakness and emotional release the day before, but I still was pretty composed when I woke up this morning!
I didn't sleep very well the night before-tossing and turning- and waking up too early. Thankfully, I didn't need to do my make-up or hair, as told to me by Audrey (producer). The reason was because I was getting my hair and make-up did!!
I was taken to Andy Lecompte hair salon! Britney gets her hair done here, among many other celebs. Angelo did my hair for the day and I had my make-up done. I wanted to tell the make-up artist that it
was kinda useless to do my make-up now, because it'd all be off by the time the interview rolled around, but I just enjoyed the moment.
During the process, Lindsay decided to spring on me the very last surprise! She let me in on the fact that I'd be interviewing Britney backstage at The Ellen Show where she was appearing that day.
We had lunch before heading to the studio lot...which was about the time I started feeling sick. Not from nerves, but just nauseous. I think it had a lot to do with the car ride and being in the VERY back. I apparently get car sick sitting in the very back of a stretch SUV.
I felt awful and for about an hour and a half I just wanted to lie down- I wasn't nervous, no desire to see Britney, nada. It was weird...
After a can of ginger ale and getting the hell up OUT of that SUV, I felt better- I had an overwhelming sense of sadness right before I was about to meet my idol and I didn't like that ONE bit. I think dread was setting in, knowing this was my last day in L.A. and I would have to go back to reality- that's never fun after any type of vacation.