I was having lunch at Figaro Cafe in Loz Feliz, an authentic French Bistro, famous for their fresh pastries and brunch. The last time I dined there, the cast of “Mad Men” sat next to me and Jon Hamm charmed my pants off when I told him I worked in advertising. Today, I was seated near the patio door when I saw Kristen Stewart step inside. She had a slight limp, which caught my eye (I remembered her with crutches at The Oscars). Even under dark sunglasses and a baseball cap, her trademark lips gave her away. I try to avoid stars when they’re eating but after lunch I stepped inside to use the restroom—which happened to be right next to Kristen’s table. There was a long line, so instead of hovering over her I decided to say hi to Kristen and the other cool, hipster-chick she was dining with.
Since we both share April birthdays, I got down on one knee and said: “Excuse me, ladies. I just wanted to wish Kristen a Happy Birthday, we’re both Aries babies, so I know it’s coming up.” She seemed amused, and graciously said “Thank you.” Since she appeared warm and receptive, I continued to ramble: “And we both love ‘The Shining’ and ‘The Lost Boys.’ But I want to thank you personally for your work in ‘The Runaways.’ Joan Jett was my everything growing up—and you nailed it!” At first she bit her lip and began to laugh, her hands slightly nervous. But when I told her how much her performance meant to me, she placed her hands firmly on her lap and gave me a heartfelt “Thank you.” Despite what I’ve read in the press, Kristen is very friendly and humble in the flesh. And even without a stitch of makeup, she looked flawless. I wanted to ask for a photo, or no one would believe me, but I didn’t want to ruin the moment. So I said, “Thanks ladies” and made my exit.
I felt like a gentleman, for practicing some restraint. Until I bumped into her AGAIN, half an hour later, just hanging outside a closed storefront with her friends. I casually waved “Hi” and continued to walk by until her friend asked, “How’s it going?” I hesitated, and said “Fine” before stopping to say: “Would it be gross to ask for a photo? A BIRTHDAY PHOTO? Or would that ruin the moment? Kristen said sure, and waved me over into this small nook she was sitting in. I joked, “You know how to be discreet don’t you?” (there were literally 20 diners nearby who had no idea who she was). Kristen put her arm around me, in a very tight space, all of which made me nervous. After she cracked a really bad joke to put me at ease, I whispered, “Words can’t describe how incredibly cool you are.” Kristen replied softly, “Thank you” and smiled again. Her friend snapped 2 photos of us and we said goodbye.
I’m still amazed at how gorgeous Kristen is up close. But once my camera came out she did her best to act silly, like she doesn’t want anyone to notice how beautiful she is. She seemed to be having the time of her life, just being a normal girl, on this lazy afternoon. Whatever preconceived notions I had about Kristen Stewart got tossed out that day. She was friendly, gracious and instantly made me feel welcomed. And as uncomfortable as she appears in the limelight, she definitely seemed in her element in Los Feliz—surrounded by artists, hipsters and poets basking in the sunshine and a sea of flannel shirts. #Team Bella
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