Only In My L.A.

Apparently I see a new star pretty much every day now. I'm definitely on a roll.

The latest was Boris Kodjoe walking past me as I was having Saturday brunch after yoga. If you live in LA, you're gonna be doing some yoga. It's pretty much a requirement. You'll also be having brunch afterward, unless of course you're going to a Farmer's Market instead. That's an acceptable excuse.

And if you're having brunch, you're really going to want to have Boris Kodjoe stroll by right in front of your table. Trust me, it’s a treat. This is something to write home about. He’s really really really really ridiculously good-looking. (You’ll have to forgive me; I just watched Zoolander this weekend and have been saying that an average of 10 times a day since. You should try it; it’s actually really really really really fun.)

Perhaps you’re not sure who Boris Kodjoe is. Which is perfectly understandable since the name doesn’t really match the beautiful face. Or the body. Let’s not forget about that work of art.

But “Boris?” What were his parents thinking? Come on people. I know you can do better than that. So if you don’t know who he is, just look at the above picture. And please stop staring I know it’s hard.

Anyway, he walked by holding his little baby girl’s hand. Awwwwww. Does it get any cuter than that?

So now I’ve officially seen both members of the Picture Perfect couple; the wife and the Doctah himself. I saw his wife about 2 months ago at the Beverly Center, and today I saw Crazy I mean Dr. Ray on Rodeo Drive. He looked younger than he looks on TV, but then I remembered that of course he does. He’s a plastic surgeon for Pete’s sake! You know he’s dabbled here and there. He’s basically like a kid in a candy store. It’s inevitable. Kind of like aging, right Dr. Ray?

LA is a place that will have people thinking they actually need those $400 pair of sunglasses. And by people I mean me.

Only in my LA …

will you see a certain blonde pop star mother-of-two (who shall remain nameless to protect the troubled) suddenly decide to shave her head as a response to her not-yet-ex-husband’s threat of drug testing.

I can see her now: “Oh, you’re planning on testing me, are ya? Well, take that Mister “I think I’m a rapper just because I have black children all over the place!”