Waiting for Whitney

You saw the photos of diva-singer-actress-goddess-National Enquirer frequent cover girl Whitney Houston slipping out of Crustacean with her new boy-toy Ray J. I saw it all go down in person, because Whit's camp went out of their way to spread the word that she'd be in the restaurant. The restaurant which, by the way, I love because it makes me feel like it's 1987 and I'm at a bat mitzvah. Beverly Hills can be so funny, I swear. Anyway, I wish the paparazzi had captured the horror I witnessed when I was slurping cocktails and polishing off the best dessert in the world. See, I never got to see Whit in concert. And there was talk that she was gonna "spontaneously" join the jazz band. She walks into the bar area and passes by the band. They're doing "Wait in Vain" by Bob Marley. She whispers with the singer. My friend and I should totally start clapping and encouraging her. But, you know, this isn't a bat mitzvah. So, she waves off the band and goes, bowing the head as she exits, as if she didn't tip off the throngs of photographers. Dammit, I want my Whitney concert. Maybe she can reteam with Kevin Costner for a romantic thriller. If she had something to promote besides a scandalously young boyfriend, like, say a movie, I bet she'd have sung. So, yes, I'm bitter. Grrr.
	Published: 2007-03-13 Provider: E!Online