Los Angeles, CA - Back from a whirlwind tour of the underground scene, Jon Gosselin arrived at LAX and complained to his companion, Cutie duJour, that no one was paying any attention to him, including the dozen or so photographers at the paparazzi stand that he cruised past several times to try and get someone's attention. Wondering if his 15 minutes had expired, he dashed into the men's room to see if he had something embarrassing about his person such as an open fly or spinach between his teeth.
He startled himself quite badly as he looked in the mirror. He did not recognize the reflection. And then it hit him, "Damn, I've lost my hideous, yet totally recognizable, sunglass tan!" Realizing his meal ticket was seriously flying out the window, he immediately whipped out his sunglasses and went running into the LA sun, with Cutie chasing behind.