It’s been a whirlwind few months for Sarah Larson. After crossing paths with professional movie star George Clooney, Larson was able to quit her job as a cocktail waitress/go-go dancer/embarassing-photo-taker. Now, apparently, she lives wherever George does, on hiatus as a Vegas waitress, and, if this brand new New Yorker profile on Clooney is to be believed, checking her e-mail.

As reported in said New Yorker story, Clooney recently received a threatening phone call, a voice mail stating, “Dump the bitch before you’re sorry.” Ms. Larson reacts with little alarm, but does go on to clear the air about her reputation, which has recently come into question after some seriously revealing photos surfaced. “They say that I’m a stripper. There’s a ton of stuff about that. I’ve never been a stripper. You know, just because I’m from Las Vegas I must be a stripper. Because I’m a cocktail server that means I’m an escort.”

Good points all, Sarah. We decided, given her newfound lifestyle, to do a side-by-side comparison of Larson’s life as Professional Bar Candy and life as Professional Arm Candy.

Pre-George: Magazine licking
Post-George: Magazine features

Pre-George: Staff dinners before shift at the Palms for waitresses
Post-George: Dinners with Brangelina

Pre-George: Fear Factor try-outs
Post-George: Red carpet premieres

Pre-George: Serving guys twice your age because they tip you
Post-George: Serving a guy twice your age because they take you to Italy

Pre-George: Getting called an escort because you are a Vegas waitress
Post-George: Getting called an escort because you sleep with a movie star


Tags: George Clooney