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The other day, I went to the gym with my friend who is a workout machine. She kicks my ass with her workouts, which is awesome and also leaves me hurting for days on end. Anyway, while she was on the leg press and I was standing there looking awesome, this guy across from her on some arm machine thing caught my eye. I stared at him for probably five minutes before I realized-it was Duff! I asked my friend if she knew who it was because I was pretty sure it was him, but not positive. So of course I asked.
Me: sorry to be rude, but are you from that cake show?
Duff: yeah, I am
Me: oh my god I love that show, I'm sorry for staring but I wasn't sure if it was you and I couldn't remember your name and....and....
Duff: nice to meet you, I'm Duff
Me: hi, I'm Tara
And then I turned 8 shades of red and almost died. Because not only had I just met my total cake making/decorating idol, but I was at the gym and I was sweaty and gross.
But he was super nice and I am totally going to stalk him, just kidding (not kidding). I even tweeted him when I got home. I'm so classy you guys.
Thinking of going back to cake school,