Friday, November 25, 2005
Constantine: To Hell and Back Again
I just got off the phone with former beauty queen Peachy Veneracion who had a very memorable experience with Constantine (not the movie about the fallen angel, of American Idol silly). She was still mad (considering it's almost a week since he left) after Constantine rebuffed her when she asked to have a picture taken with him at a bar in Makati.
You see, Peachy was a die-hard fan of Constantine. In fact she kept voting and campaigning for him in American Idol when she was in the States. So there he was, the Greek God of an American Idol just a few tables away in the same bar she was at. What would you do? Of course she approached her ex-idol, told him, "I'm so glad to meet you, you are my idol. Can we have our picture taken?" But like a vampire who saw light, he suddenly covered his face and refused Peachy's kind request.
What's a few seconds of smile, click, click? Besides it was just her and not a horde of screaming fans. And who could refuse the beauteous Peachy Veneracion? I told Peachy not to sweat it, since she's not alone (check my previous post on Constantine and Amiel Martin Cabanlig's story).
It's always sad when you admire somebody so much and end up getting disappointed when you meet them in person. Sometimes, it's better to just have this fantasy about them in our heads rather than having the stark reality stare you in the face.