This time she met none other than...
That's right...KELLAN!!!
*sigh*
Borgata-ween Oct 30-31st
I met KellyAnne (KA) through a mutual friend *waves to Jax* this past summer in NYC during the Volturi Venture’s early showing of Eclipse. Out of the group that attended that event, KA and I were the only brave souls that decided to head to Atlantic City for Borgata-ween (This is about a 3.5 our drive for both of us. (and TT but she wasn't invited, not bitter or anything though!) We just couldn’t pass up the chance to attend Mur. Mur’s Halloween party and host Kellan Lutz.
Okay, I know what you’re thinking… Unlike TT I’m way over the ‘club age’ (Really? LOL)– but I had just decided days before the flyer ended up in my inbox that it would be high unlikely for me to ever meet Kellan. Now that the opportunity had fallen into my lap (gah, was there a chance that Kellan would ended up there too?), I wasn’t going to pass it up.
What to wear? Um, I went as a ‘sexy’ hell’s chef… fire engine red chef jacket, cocktale cocktail apron, fishnets, stilettos, and devil horns; and KA was a gorgeous flapper
Although the doors weren’t scheduled to open until 10pm, we arrived at the club around 9:15pm just to scope out the casino and the crowd. Lots of people were decked out in their Halloween finest (e.g. Victoria’s Secret Angels *gags*, lederhosen clad men and faeries) but people seemed to be milling around, but no one was in line yet. We wandered around a bit then jumped into the quickly forming line. The club staff (minus the bouncers) were all dressed as, you guessed it, vampires *shakes head*. It’s a fairly small club- a square flanked on the right and left sides with bars, one long wall of VIP and three dance floor level VIP sections on three corners of the sunk in dance floor.
KA & I both hoped and prayed to the Twi-gods that our mini adventure wouldn’t turn out to be a wild goose chase. Ya see KA and I were concerned about the tweets regarding Kellan being back in LA, just the day before Borgataween. Anyway, after plying ourselves with a drink or two (or three?) we decide to find a spot to post, pose and people watch. Slowly but surely make our way around the outskirts of the club and stand above an empty VIP section near the DJ.
Around midnight I eventually plucked-up the courage to ask an older female bar-back if Kellan was indeed going to show up. The bar-back just gave me a confused blank stare. I repeated my inquiry and she shouts, “Some Twilight guy is going to be here” [insert eye roll] as she gestured below to the sunk-in VIP area below where KA and I were standing. KA and I glance at one another, not believing our luck. Around 1:15 am, I see an ‘entourage’ of people walking past the bar to my right, and I see a gorgeous smattering of blonde hair, the most virulent blue eyes and a jaw to die for.
!Let's Em-met it to ourselves...He. Is. Gorgeous!
I peek at KA and resume my hopefully-not-open-mouth-stare while grabbing her arm tightly. I realize at that moment that he’s going to walk right past where we are standing and I grasp KA’s shoulders to swing her around so she can see why I am gawking and speechless. And there not 2 feet from me is Kellan Lutz, dressed as a boxer – red silken robe, ribbed t-shirt, red boxer’s shorts and black boxing gloves hanging from his neck. He wore a scowl on his face – as if he was a boxer about to enter the ring for a huge fight.
Wanna piece of me?
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I'd go a few rounds with
you
Kellan
Okay- I was a total fangirl and reached out to touch (yes, just touch) his robed arm from shoulder to elbow, and then KA mimicked my move < mine was more of a full on arm grope, from his hand all the way up to that gorgeous bicep!>. We turned to one another and squeed. Yes, I squeed, in public . At least KA and I were in a club, so no one could actually hear either of us . In the few moments it took Kellan and his friends (roommates we were told later ) to walk to their VIPs seats below us, Kellan had bounded up on to the banquette seats directly in front of KA and I
We were now face to face with him, and we were in awe. The boxer scowl gone, he wore the most endearing smile and was readily greeting the fans that were now jostling KA and I back and forth. He took his time chatting and greeting everyone who was around. I managed to whip out my mini sharpie and asked him sign the arm of my chef jacket; in the process of grabbing the marker I broke the zipper on my wristlet, classy and klutzy move, right? Due to bad nerves and very bad phone/camera skills I will admit I missed opportunities to take pictures of KA and Kellan together *bows head in shame*
Jayla, you devil!!!
Kellan dances really well *lets that sink in*, it was especially fun to watch him after he rid himself of the boxer’s robe. And let me just say that no padding was necessary for the Calvin Klein ad *smirks*. (Nice!!!!! And not surprised!) We hung out watching Kellan for quite a while still enjoying the music and the atmosphere. By the time KA and I wandered back to our room at the Water Club, it was 4am.
So he was dressed as a boxer...
hmmmm....
boxer briefs...let's check out the size of his....
shoes!
I can honestly say that the evening was one the best Halloween’s tied only with my 6 year old’s first trick or treating experience.
!ATLANTIC CITY JACKPOT!
Jayla and KellyAnne,
Thank you so much for sharing your fangirl experience with us and making us all wildly jealous!!! It is always wonderful to hear about a positive Twilight fan encounter and experience!!
leave'em some love in the comments!
~kiTT
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