As is made evident by the multitude of instagrams of interns with celebrities, one of the many perks of this internship is who you get to meet. (Or creepily stare at, as the case may be). By some beautiful twist of fate, the first supa-star I was privy to seeing was JBiebs. And let me accentuate the word, seeing: his visit brought on an onslaught of contest winners and press that made actually meeting him impossible. Instead, the interns waited in one of the back rooms for a few minutes while Justin got settled into the studio. It might as well have been one of the holding cells from “Gladiator.” We kept trying to figure out who should be the sacrificial goat, the first to poke their head out and see if we could join the mini-hoard of girls fogging up the studio glass to try and get a better look at their future husband. (Just a thought.. if Justin Bieber actually married each and every girl with a “Future Mrs. Bieber” t-shirt, HBO could have the most epic season of “Big Love’ yet). While this was happening, Coaster Boy Josh and Greg T were sticking themselves (nope, not their heads- large portions of their bodies), out of the window, to take a gander at the street, which was filled with girls (and the occasional reluctant boyfriend), suffering from the epidemic officials are calling Bieber Fever.
Greg T and Coaster Boy Josh at the window!
Eventually we made our way out to the area of the studio. We went into Scotty B.’s studio with the other onlookers, where we could see Justin giving his interview in the main studio. It was like being at an aquarium, only the “fish” we were trying to get a picture of was a multi-millionaire teenager wearing sweatpants.
Justin Bieber in studio!
Austin Mahone came in for an interview later that day. I hadn’t heard his music before, but he sang acoustic and sounded great. When he came out to take pictures with everyone, I subconsciously reverted to my sixth grade self and practically ran to his side when it was the interns’ turn. In case you’re interested, he smells great. If you’re not, I would NEVER smell someone I just met. (Not that I did that to the cute boys in sixth grade, though not for lack of trying).
Austin with all of the interns!
A few weeks later, Chris Colfer of “Glee” fame, came on the show. A few minutes before he arrived, Andrew and I learned that he LOVES Diet Coke. Andrew rushed to the vending machine to get a few cans. Once the precious cargo was safely on the food table, I deemed myself “Can Coordinator,” and after many attempts finally created a pyramid-like creation. When Chris came over to grab one before going into the studio, we shared a brief moment of eye contact. I’d like to think he was telepathically thanking me for the stellar beverage set up.
All jokes aside, each of these guys are great in their own way. So to all you Future Mrs. Bieber’s, Future Mrs. Mahone’s, and Future Mr. Colfer’s out there, you have chosen excellent men.
Love,
Future Mrs. Phelps
