Thursday, November 26, 2009
Last Sunday was a fairly decent autumn day here in New York City, sunny with a light breeze. I found myself enjoying my ipod while taking a stroll through Soho. All of a sudden I am walking down Broome Street approaching Broadway when I see a circle of photographers gathered around the corner in front of a clothing store. I paused my ipod and upon further inspection realized it was paparazzi surrounding someone coming out of a black SUV.
"What's going on?" I wondered, "Who are they shooting?"
I saw a 30ish brunette in jeans walking away from the SUV and into the store. She was holding a toddler. Lights popped, blue-white flashes everywhere. I re-adjusted my eyes to try to figure out who this woman was. I studied her face for a few seconds and then in my head I asked, "is that. . .Katie Holmes?"
The moment Katie entered the store, men with heavy cameras clamored towards the windows like flies to shit. They were intent on getting a clear shot of her shopping.
"Look there she is!" Click! Click! "She's over here!" Click!
Then she went up to the second floor, away from the window view. Fans, tourists, and curious onlookers joined the crowd.
"Whats going on?"
"Katie Holmes and Suri Cruise."
"Whos's in there?"
"Is there a movie star in there?"
"Who is it?"
"Oh. Its just the girl from 'Dawson's Creek'."
"La esposa de Tom Cruise!"
I decided to stick around so that I could document this moment myself. During the down time, the paps joked around and even snapped pictures of each other. They took pictures of buildings and even interesting people covered in tattoos as they walked by the store.
An onlooker with a mullett asked, "So are you gonna follow them around all day?"
One of the paps, a tall caramel colored black man, with a skull cap answered, "Yes ma'am, thats where the moneys at."
Then the mullet asked, "So whose picture is worth more? Katie Holmes or the little girl?"
The pap responded, "If Katie Holmes came out here by herself, and if Suri came out here by herself, the picture of Suri Cruise would be worth waaay more than a picture of Katie Holmes by herself."
As the mullet pondered that thought, surprised shoppers coming out of the store giggled at the wall of paparazzi planted in front of the store's entrance.
After several minutes of waiting. A short guy with olive skin and black curly hair came outside and said "Everything is gonna be ok as long as you clear out this passage and stand BEYOND the car." Everybody stepped back.
Paps pointed their cameras toward the store entrance and got in position.
Pros and amateurs peppered this woman and child with flashes. This woman and child, who looked like people that I might see on the F train in Brooklyn.
They were whisked into the black SUV and driven off to some other destination.
Posted by Dawn Okoro at 5:42 PM