Gosling Gossip

I don't even know how to possibly have a clever segue into this so um,

HOLY CHOCOLATE BANANA BALLS I SAW, SPOKE TO, AND TOUCHED RYAN GOSLING LAST NIGHT. 

Ryan. Gosling. 

I agree. You all deserve to be apart of this.

So I'm going to tell you every detail. 

Back Story:

I work at a yoga studio once a week. Before last night, I just worked there because I got free yoga. Now, I work there because Ryan Gosling goes there.

I wasn’t even supposed to work last night. I normally only work Monday mornings but I picked up a shift to get my shift for next week covered while I’m in Maryland for Christmas.

I think this is a little something they call….Fate? Serendipity? Destiny?

I don’t know, you tell me. I’m choosing to go with all three.

As I was at the studio starting to close everything down, Ryan Gosling walked in. Just like that. He just walked in and stood there. (Apparently he gets private lessons from one of the male instructors once the studio closes down). 

Things that went through my head:

That looks just like Ryan Gosling.

Oh my god. That IS Ryan Gosling.

Ryan Gosling is in front of me right now.

Holy shit. I can’t wait to make a Facebook status about this. I am going to get SO many likes. This man is delicious.

I think my tampon just slid out. 

I should go take care of that.

Since I work there, I can’t just be jumping up and down freaking out. I have to keep the fact that I am trembling to myself. You know, keep it professional. But then, it happened…

The Touch.

Play by play:

I was walking out of the utility closet and I bumped into that perfect man as he was walking out of the men’s bathroom. The doors are right next to each other. (He actually bumped into me.) I wasn’t looking and I remember I was scratching my nose. I’m hoping my itchy nose was endearing to him. I think it was.

I thought he had gone into the hot room already so I wasn’t even expecting to see him again.

The collision was gentle. We smiled, did a half giggle, apologized to one another, and then did the awkward dance of: ‘Which way is this person gonna go? Left or right, right or left.’ SO yeah, basically we were dancing. I danced with Ryan Gosling. We apologized and giggled again. Then I walked into the girl’s bathroom because um, obviously I needed to clean up the mess that was made in my yoga pants as result to touching him. (That could mean two different things; just go with what you're comfortable with)

I walked out of the bathroom a minute later and he had just changed. He came in wearing jeans and boots with a dark green sweater. I’m wearing a dark green cardigan today. I love earth tones, he loves earth tones; maybe we can have earth tone sheets one day.

He changed into what I think guys call "athletic shorts" and girls call "bummy clothes"; either way, yes I saw him with his shirt off, yes, he is magical. He's actually skinnier and scrawnier than I had imagined. But I honestly prefer that because it’s less intimidating and now I feel like he’s a real human who eats carbs and stuff.

He smiled at me and said, "Sorry for awkwardly running into you". And I said "Not even a little bit of a problem." (I was letting him know I knew who he was and thanking him for the opportunity to make my enemies hate me even more). He smiled before walking into the hot room for his private yoga sesh (the same hot room I practiced yoga in earlier that day) and I said, "Enjoy your practice" --because it's my duty to say that on the job. He said, "Thanks, I think I will" with a very adorable smile on his perfectly scruffy face.

I had seen him once before at a gas station when I first moved to Hollywood, but he was just getting into his car to drive away so it wasn’t AS amazing. I didn’t get to touch him and talk to him the way I did last night.

When I was walking home from the studio, I noticed his same car. It’s a green Ford Escape HYBRID. (So humble, I know) He cares about the environment! And his body! I care about the environment! And his body!

I’m still relishing in that moment we shared last night.

IT STILL ISN’T OVER!

He also smelt like a meadow.

Have a good a day and enjoy the goss on Gosling!

XOXO,

Gosling Girl.

(That was punny as shit!)