The End of the Innocence; or, Bees with Stars

[serinde]

dariodevil: "I cannot tell you how good it feels inside me right now. I wish you all could be inside me right now to know how it feels" -- Halle Berry, receiving her star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame
syringavulgaris: So, that minds me: What exactly qualifies you for a star on the Walk?
elibalin: Having everyone in Hollywood inside you is probably a start.
dariodevil: You buy it. Seriously.
dariodevil: It costs about 20K, and you need to be a member of the SAG. They have the right to turn you down, but they don't. Other people who have stars are Kermit the Frog and that fucking bee from the Cheerios commercials.
syringavulgaris: How exactly is the fucking Cheerios bee a member of the SAG?
syringavulgaris: Or does a member of the SAG throw them 20 Gs and say "I want one for the bee" ?
dariodevil: The SAG gives out waivers, which makes anyone (or thing) a member for the day (these are given to extras). Three waivers, you're a permanent member for life. The bee knows people.
elibalin: "The bee stays in the picture!"

Comments

[briony530.livejournal.com]

I'm highly disillusioned now. I thought Hollywood was a magical place but it's just all about money, isn't it? :(

I do not, however, want to be inside Halle Berry.