Jessica Alba, Cindy Crawford
George Clooney and Elisabeta Cannalis
Cameron Diaz and A-Rod
Molly Sims*images from People.com
Despite our lack of A-List run-ins, I managed to find other ways to entertain myself. First and foremost, working on my golden tan. Second, the squeal of delight at finally coming upon the Missoni-designed San Pelligrino bottle (even the smallest bit of shallow fashion references make me happy).
And lastly, scouring multiple silver shops for a mix of bangles - music to my ears to remind me of my stay in Mexico.
Suddenly, my Dad gained an adventurous streak while on vacation and wanted us to go ziplining. I was intrigued and though my sister wasn't immediately thrilled at the idea, we all agreed to forgo a couple of hours in the sun for the activity. Of course we had the time of our lives, zipping down at high speeds guided by shifty Mexican-regulation safety gear under the watch of locals Miguel, Miguelito, and RRRRandall (roll your r's with me people). I decided to zip a few turns upside down on the line, jumped off the bungie swing at full speed, and finished with a newfound sense of invinsibility. Our leaders were a couple of jokesters, and as I denounced fear walking with swagger, a tarantula was discovered among the sands near our van and Miguel bent down for a closer look (and to pick it up, naturally). Now, as brave as I am, I don't have a death wish or a desire to feel their furry legs on my skin. As I ran from the tarantula, it was discovered to be dead, but it was too late for I had already clotheslined myself on the low zipline for a lasting welt on my face, leaving my sister with the satisfying image of the crash to hold over my head for a lifetime.