Remember when I went to L.A.?
Well, after I spent a little time with Marilyn, I got to see where Lindsay Lohan was “brought to justice”…..just like me!
Here’s where I was “brought to justice”(aka had my Scram put on)…..in case you need a refresher
Here is where Lindsay was brought to justice…..
I think my southern place of justice is way prettier, don’t you?
On the Hollywood tour, the narrator had an adorable English accent. Our tour took us to Beverly Hills.
We passed the Beverly Hilton, where Whitney Houston was found dead in room 434. (They say they won’t be renting that room out to anyone for the foreseeable future…..eerie!)
Eventually we passed the Beverly Hills Municipal Court and he announced we were passing the very location where Lindsay Lohan was “brought to justice”. I loved it! I could totally relate!
The only difference was no one was there to take my picture as I hiked those stairs on my way to my moment of truth like they did for her. I guess I kept such a low profile, that the paparazzi didn’t find out it was my day in court. Whew, I really flew under the radar!
I was able to find Lady Lohan’s mug shot on the internet, but I’ve never even seen my own. I googled myself, I’ve searched high and low, but again….flying under the radar. I’m thinking maybe it was because I was never actually arrested so maybe they didn’t publish my picture for all to see.
I never had to ride in one of these…..
But I’m almost positive Miss Lindsay had to ride in this on the night of her little mishap…..
I snapped this one as I was walking by….just like the Paparazzi!!
They took my mug when I went to be booked and processed that Monday morning. Remember, my accident – CRASH – happened on a Wednesday night/Thursday morning.
I have to correct myself. I hate calling it an accident because of the circumstances.