Editor’s note: 40 DIESEL out on the town in NYC.
I was rolling with my ace Ray aka “Johnny Cash” to this party for my man Dave Ortiz & Chris Keefe’s sneaker spot DQM. It was at The Beatrice on 12th Street & West 4th and while strolling through that section I remarked “This is true celebrity NYC. I wouldn’t be surprised to see like Gwynneth Paltrow buying a Nutrament or some shit.”
So I’m at the party and I’m Schillin’ like Curt with a bloody sock when the waitress asks me and my peoples to move from the table we’re at because it was “reserved”. So as I’m getting up I look and I see Lindsay Lohan. She noticed I noticed and gave the cutest smile and wave to me. So as her party was getting situated I introduced myself and asked if she wanted me to hang around there since people were coming up with their cameras. She was like “Thanks that would be so awesome. You’re really sweet!”
So I’m holding down LiLo drinking Stellas and doing what 40 does. So they’re about to leave and she asked if I could help her and crew get to the car outside. I agreed but asked if I could get the flick and she was like “Sure!”. Get the shot, clear a path and right as I’m about to go outside there’s like 20 paparazzi out there. So I was gonna cover her with my Mitchell & Ness joint but her publicist was like like “Nah if you cover her up it seems shady, just let them get their pics”. I walk out to a hail of flashbulbs and got her in the Escalade they were in. Asked if they needed my services for the rest of the night but they were just going to eat and call it a night. I wish I had a card so I could of offered my services full time. Because for $100G’s a year I’ll take care of one of these starlets…
Shit, I’ll even get a frappachino or two if she needs it…
