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As a red carpet reporter, I've interviewed everyone from Ben Affleck to Robert Redford-yet I have never once run into any star out and about in his (or her) native environment. Now on a trip to Southern California, with my (very patient) husband in tow, spotting stars and celebs had become a personal obsession.

Power lunchers
Even as our plane landed at LAX, I could feel my luck turning. I would see stars. Of course, I had already missed one key sighting that day: My friend Stefanie texted as our plane touched down to say she was having lunch at Château Marmont —and so was Jessica Biel.

Once grounded, we headed for the obvious locale: Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills. If there's a spot to find celebrities, local friends assured me, this is the place-particularly midweek. This weekday afternoon? The brightest stars sparkled in the windows of Tiffany & Co., but not in human form. We decided to refuel our efforts with lunch at The Grill on the Alley, where agents often wine and dine talent. We didn't see anyone special, though our view was blocked by our enormous-and fabulous-ahi tuna salads and strawberry shortcake desserts.

Later, we hit Malibu, heading to Nobu , one of the hottest restaurants among today's A-listers-but no celebs tonight. Stefanie texted while we nursed our early-evening cocktails: Back in Beverly Hills, Arnold Schwarzenegger was eating at Barney Greengrass.

Playing paparazzi
We checked in at the iconic Hotel Roosevelt on Hollywood Boulevard, a favorite stopover for VIPs who frequent the hotel's über-exclusive Teddy's, which only lets in the hottest stars who want the ultimate in private partying. Last time we checked, our names weren't Brad and Angelina, so that nixed us. Instead, we sampled fabulous cocktails prepared by mixologist Matt Biancaniello in the hotel's sophisticated (and open to mere mortals) Library Bar.

The following day we lunched at the ultra-glamorous Beverly Hilton , which plays host to many an awards show, including the Golden Globes. We heard Renée Zellweger and rock star Pink were among the celebs gathered for a gala at the Beverly Hilton that evening, so we camped out poolside to wait. No luck. But lunch at Circa 55 made up for the missed sightings, as did draping ourselves by the hotel's luxurious pool, open to anyone dining at the hotel.

That afternoon, we met a friend at Millions of Milkshakes , a spirited West Hollywood hangout that's popular with young stars like Miley Cyrus. Zero celebs. We spent that night at the trendy Beverly Hills Thompson Hotel , where David and Victoria Beckham throw soirées by the rooftop pool. Still, the stars weren't out tonight.
As a red carpet reporter, I've interviewed everyone from Ben Affleck to Robert Redford-yet I have never once run into any star out and about in his (or her) native environment. Now on a trip to Southern California, with my (very patient) husband in tow, spotting stars and celebs had become a personal obsession.

Power lunchers
Even as our plane landed at LAX, I could feel my luck turning. I would see stars. Of course, I had already missed one key sighting that day: My friend Stefanie texted as our plane touched down to say she was having lunch at Château Marmont —and so was Jessica Biel.

Once grounded, we headed for the obvious locale: Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills. If there's a spot to find celebrities, local friends assured me, this is the place-particularly midweek. This weekday afternoon? The brightest stars sparkled in the windows of Tiffany & Co., but not in human form. We decided to refuel our efforts with lunch at The Grill on the Alley, where agents often wine and dine talent. We didn't see anyone special, though our view was blocked by our enormous-and fabulous-ahi tuna salads and strawberry shortcake desserts.

Later, we hit Malibu, heading to Nobu , one of the hottest restaurants among today's A-listers-but no celebs tonight. Stefanie texted while we nursed our early-evening cocktails: Back in Beverly Hills, Arnold Schwarzenegger was eating at Barney Greengrass.

Playing paparazzi
We checked in at the iconic Hotel Roosevelt on Hollywood Boulevard, a favorite stopover for VIPs who frequent the hotel's über-exclusive Teddy's, which only lets in the hottest stars who want the ultimate in private partying. Last time we checked, our names weren't Brad and Angelina, so that nixed us. Instead, we sampled fabulous cocktails prepared by mixologist Matt Biancaniello in the hotel's sophisticated (and open to mere mortals) Library Bar.

The following day we lunched at the ultra-glamorous Beverly Hilton , which plays host to many an awards show, including the Golden Globes. We heard Renée Zellweger and rock star Pink were among the celebs gathered for a gala at the Beverly Hilton that evening, so we camped out poolside to wait. No luck. But lunch at Circa 55 made up for the missed sightings, as did draping ourselves by the hotel's luxurious pool, open to anyone dining at the hotel.

That afternoon, we met a friend at Millions of Milkshakes , a spirited West Hollywood hangout that's popular with young stars like Miley Cyrus. Zero celebs. We spent that night at the trendy Beverly Hills Thompson Hotel , where David and Victoria Beckham throw soirées by the rooftop pool. Still, the stars weren't out tonight.
Desperately seeking celebs
Sunday morning it was off to The Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf on Sunset and Holloway in Hollywood, where you can often catch celebrity night owls in need of an early-morning caffeine jolt. Sipping lattes, we eyed a girl who we thought was one of the Kardashians, but when she climbed into not a Rolls, not a Bentley, not even an Audi, but a Pontiac Sunfire, we knew we had a bum ID.

We decided to try our luck down in Orange County, popular among the cast of reality television shows like Laguna Beach, The Hills, and Real Housewives of Orange County. We perused Fashion Island and South Coast Plaza , and checked out the pool at the swanky Montage Laguna Beach hotel(http://m.montagelagunabeach.com/). Not a star in sight.

With one more night to go, we checked in at the new W Hollywood . Hundreds of bikini-clad, jewel-adorned 20-somethings waited to get into the coveted Sunday pool party held here each week, where we finally spied Grammy Award-winning songwriter, producer, and performer Timbaland. Not exactly Clooney, but still, a star.

The next morning when we checked out in a nearly deserted lobby, we got an unexpected score. While we waited for the valet to bring up our car, one lone guest joined us curbside: lean and lovely Julia Stiles.

Moral of this story: Enjoy the glitz and glamour, and feel like a star yourself. And then, when you least expect it, one might end up standing right next to you.—Kristin Luna
Surefire star sightings—sort of
Here are places where you're guaranteed to get a glimpse of celebrities-in one form or another.


Grauman's Chinese Theatre
Marilyn Monroe, Harrison Ford, and uncountable other stars have left their handprints and footprints in the cement fronting this 84-year-old Pagoda-style movie house.

Starline Tours
Peer down the driveways of Tom Cruise, Nicolas Cage, and other stars on guided minibus tours of more than 40 celebrity homes.

Madame Tussauds Hollywood
Rub shoulders (literally-it's okay to gently touch) with freakishly accurate wax likenesses of Johnny Depp, Jennifer Aniston, President Obama, and more.

Hollywood Walk of Fame
See brass stars commemorating some 2,400 icons of stage, screen, and music, immortalized in the sidewalks lining Hollywood and Vine. New star unveilings are open to the public; catch one if you can.
Hollywood Walk of Fame image: HollywoodTM & ©2011 HCC. All Rights Reserved.
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