2/3/2012

Dear Diary,

In an effort to rally support for hubby's campaign, I went to Hollywood this week to commune with my idols -- the Hollywood elite. To my dismay, I ended up in Inglewood! That's right, the land of Dr. Dre, gangbangers and generic urbanites.

Yes, I know I grew up in Chicago and I'm proud to be a black woman, but I try to avoid the hood whenever I go to L.A. I have a whole photo album of my past trips cheesin' it up with movie stars, musical artists, producers, and other important people. I had never set a foot inside a real, urban community in Los Angeles before. I mean, what's the point? To become a criminal statistic? No, thanks.