Being approached by a stranger who is convinced you are a famous person is an odd experience. Being told you resemble someone in the public eye can be flattering, or not, based on your opinion of that person. In my case I am not always given the name of the same person; the list of individuals run the spectrum. When you lineup all of my Doppelgangers none of them look like each other:
While living in New York there were multiple occasions where I had to prove to a couple of young ladies that I was not the singer Faith Evans. The funniest moment was when one girl was running towards me yelling “Faith! Faith!” I started looking around for Faith Hill or Faith Evans. Instead she comes right to me so excited to meet “me” and I hated disappointing her.
I remember the first time someone told me I looked like Angelina Jolie; I just left the movie theater after seeing Girl, Interrupted. A man who was also in the theater came up to me and said, “You look just like that girl Lisa in the movie.”
When I was in high school I went to North Carolina for a family funeral. I overheard my older cousin who I had not seen since I was a young girl ask my mom, “So when did Kelly start modeling?” She showed my mom a picture of model Gail O’Neill in a magazine and she was so sure it was me.
After a late night of dancing at a club back in the 90s, my friends and I were heading out and this drunken guy told me I looked like Sandra Bernhard. Can’t say I was completely overjoyed but in a twisted way I can see why he may have thought that.
I was traveling on business in Charlotte, NC and a colleague and I went into Subway for lunch. One of the “Sandwich Artists” said, “Excuse me, but has anyone ever told you that you look just like Mariah Carey?” That was a first for me, but my cousin gets that all the time.
And this is me. I don’t think I look like any of them, but apparently to the outside world I have quite a few twins. How about you?