I think the furthest I ever got to going into Madame Tussauds was the lobby in Niagara Falls. I was just a kid then and I don’t know that I would have had that much fun if I’d convinced my folks to go.
But with a $10 discount in hand, Shauna and I boldly strolled amongst the famous and infamous. I checked out Jenna Jameson’s fake rack (and lips and hair and every other fake part of her). I sat next to Hef. I crooned, poorly, with the rat pack. And I realized just how short Hollywood actors are.