tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71492431596167110962011-04-21T15:04:19.885-07:00Marissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741024629320712922noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149243159616711096.post-24765267838008195812007-08-27T13:55:00.000-07:002007-09-21T03:47:53.577-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nw_5TC2K-N0/RtM81pokJdI/AAAAAAAAAIk/RqeXVBrB7PY/s1600-h/DSCN0403.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103489695147632082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nw_5TC2K-N0/RtM81pokJdI/AAAAAAAAAIk/RqeXVBrB7PY/s320/DSCN0403.JPG" border="0" /></a> (Red Carpet Premiere of "<a href="http://www.thebourneultimatum.com/">Bourne Ultimatum</a>")<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nw_5TC2K-N0/RtM825okJeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/OhN4mThAtBU/s1600-h/DSCN0397.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103489716622468578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nw_5TC2K-N0/RtM825okJeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/OhN4mThAtBU/s320/DSCN0397.JPG" border="0" /></a> (Red Carpet at Potsdamer Platz, Berlin)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nw_5TC2K-N0/RtM83ZokJfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wM8lSD399T0/s1600-h/DSCN0410.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103489725212403186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nw_5TC2K-N0/RtM83ZokJfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wM8lSD399T0/s320/DSCN0410.JPG" border="0" /></a> (Matt Damon)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nw_5TC2K-N0/RtM84JokJgI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Uu14ZoPRwIU/s1600-h/DSCN0408.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103489738097305090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nw_5TC2K-N0/RtM84JokJgI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Uu14ZoPRwIU/s320/DSCN0408.JPG" border="0" /></a> (Julia Stiles)<br /><br />--<br /><br /><p>The 20<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span></span> Century Limited - an express passenger train for the upper class and business travelers heading from NYC to Chicago in 1902 to 1967.</p>Known for its speed and style, the elite guests were invited to board on their swift journey by way of a plush, crimson carpet.<br /><br />So began the red carpet trend, and so it continues.<br /><br />My question: Can the paparazzi free walk the walk?<br /><br />In my mind, they are the real show.<br /><br />The red carpet premiere of <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0440963/">"The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Bourne</span></span> Ultimatum" </a>(starring Matt Damon and Julia Stiles) at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Potsdamer</span></span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Platz</span></span> in Berlin tested the fate of the unknown film screen faces.<br /><br />As the reporters, producers, and photographers sluggishly stood around - checking battery and tape, teasing their hair, and fiddling for the arrival of the stars - I could not get my eyes off the crimson red.<br /><br />Nearly one-hundred people cruised by and their stature, demeanor, and look told it all.<br /><br />Some walked with a significant other, and though they appeared to be engulfed in a comical <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">conversation</span>, one could easily see it was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">pre</span></span>-planned banter - chuckle every 30 seconds, tell me about your day, and we will reach the end before we know it.<br /><br />Others walked solo, with their eyes cast towards the horizon, waiting for the dark <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">entrance</span> into the theater where they could disappear.<br /><br />Some tried to play the role. Decked out in gowns, high heals, and a permanent smile, they looked to the sea of onlookers and showed off their <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">porcelain</span> gleam.<br /><br />Or there were the ones who looked like they pounded a bottle of champagne beforehand and were racing in a 100 meter sprint to the restroom.<br /><br />How would you walk the carpet?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149243159616711096-2476526783800819581?l=marissamullerred.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741024629320712922noreply@blogger.com0