I just got back from a semi-adventurous New England road trip, and while I do have lots of pictures and anecdotes to share, I first have to get something major off my chest:
I PASSED BY LENA DUNHAM ON AVENUE A LAST NIGHT!
I feel tempted to add multiple exclamation marks after the sentence above, because "giddy with excitement" doesn't quite convey the state that I was in after it occurred to me that the woman in black, whom I felt mysteriously compelled to gawk at even though I know it's rude, was in fact her. If you're curious (which I would be if it was you who had spotted her), I can tell you that she looked kind of like she does in this picture, except she had more eyeliner on. She was taller than I had imagined, but was every bit as cool and awkward-looking as she is in Girls (albeit fancier dressed). Of course I felt like throwing myself around her neck because she, like so many other female humorists and comedians, makes me - and everyone else I bet - feel that she could be my best friend in the whole wide world: Awesomely cool but totally relatable and un-intimidating.
Lena, in the unlikely but not entirely impossible event that you follow my blog, I thank you for walking down Avenue A at that exact moment. It was one of my best celebrity sightings ever.