I thought I’d take a page out of the Charlie Murphy’s True Hollywood Stories skit and talk about my brush with celebrities I’d met over the years.

Chapter 1: Babyface

I met Babyface a few years ago during a press junket in Detroit. I’d been a fan of his music since his years with The Deele and his production work with Midnight Star. Besides, I’d attended college in Ohio and had seen him perform in Cincinnati from time to time.

But on this particular day, I was pretty much speechless when I came face to face with Mr. Whip Appeal himself. That was until he said “Hi” to me in an elevator. Awestruck, I could barely eek out the words, “Hello.” And then it hit me. I nearly fainted. Not because I was in shock from meeting Babyface, but because of this stench that engulfed the elevator.

You see, this meeting took place back during the time Babyface first started embracing this holistic lifestyle and rockin’ his hair in twists. Hell, I wear twists myself, and I think that it’s cool that you want to live and eat healthy. So as I stood vitually silent within that elevator, trying not to pass out, Babyface was killing me softly with his body odor. Tears were starting to form in the corners of my eyes.

I guess his holistic lifestyle didn’t include the use of soap and water……….or deodorant for that matter. That was sooooooooo not for the cool in him. When the elevator stopped on my floor to exit, I think I nearly knocked him over trying to get off of the elevator to catch a breath of fresh air. And to this day, that fungus among us incident is the first thing I think about whenever I hear his music.