You Can't Get This at the iBookstore

Last weekend, I was book browsing in Chelsea when an excited young man -- a friend of the shop, I gathered -- came in and said to the clerks at the front, "Guess who I just passed on the street." He paused for one dramatic beat, then announced his celebrity haul: "Colin Firth." Colin Firth, the BBC incarnation of Mr. Darcy; Colin Firth, whose face on the cover of the new edition is selling copies of Christopher Isherwood's 1964 novel, "A Single Man."

Hearing this news, both female clerks deflated as instantly as I did, all of us slouching with envy. Then one of them dashed out the door, coatless, to try to spot him, too.
January 28, 2010 12:35 PM | | Comments (1)


Wow. Oh, wow. Wow and wow again. Forever wow. I am envious too. And to think that I've met him face to face and felt too shy to reach out and shake his hand. But I guess that looks in the faces of most people he meets tell him all he needs - and a lot he doesn't want - to know.


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