Dear Richard Armitage,
It's Valentine's Day, so I thought now was as good a time as any to finally spill the beans and tell you how I FEEL. I know we have dear readers in New Zealand and since you're out there filming The Hobbit, I guess I'm just pretending that one of them is you!
They always say that love finds you when you're not looking for it. I never truly believed these words until you. You see, when I first saw you two years ago, I was in a dark place. Not only was I living in a French bomb shelter devoid of any shred of human happiness, but I had just finished season 2 of Merlin. I was distraught. I was lost. It was a difficult time for me. But I had to go on! I knew I must go on! So I turned to Robin Hood, hoping it would semi-fill the hole that Merlin had left behind.
|The rest is history... (x)|
|Rawrmy + H2O = fireworks dans mon coeur! (x)|
|Oh Maid Marian, I want to be you for so many reasons, but this one tops them all! (x)|
|Plus the guyliner! (x)|
|To quote Scarlett O'Hara, "He looks as if... as if he knows what I look like without my shimmy!" (x)|
|The only thing that made this was forgivable was the fact that you lost sleep over this scene in real life. (x)|
|Such a noble brow... *le sigh* (x)|
Your proposal gone wrong quickly became one of my all time favorites. But this scene... "Look back... look back at me" - that one zapped me into ALL CAPS FEELINGS oblivion! Your voice! Your tortured voice! Your flawless tortured voice!
|Ughhhh my heart. (x)|
|SMELLING SALTS x INFINITY!!!!!!!!!!! (x)|
Then you visually barraged me with your cravat-less collar!
|A regular occurrence, I'm sure. (x)|
Soon your handsome stranger had me smitten in The Vicar of Dibley.
I mean... SERIOUSLY! WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO TO MY HEARTSTRINGS?!?!?! You can stand in my door drilling me about kissing protocol any time.
(fast forward to 2:50)
And, just so you know, this will be exactly how I react
Inevitably, you have wound up in my dreams (heavy on the Guy persona). I mean, honestly, have you read my about me? I can't get you out of my head even when I'm unconscious! We're my favorite OTP, you and me! Your sultry voice has convinced me to elope with you and make celebratory fajitas on numerous occassions. One time, you even chased me through an endless bazaar after I ran away thinking you were about to choose someone else's non-4evs love over mine. But you cornered me in the Moulin Rouge dressing room in front of a massive crowd of onlookers. You were in your pleather, cape and all, and when you unsheathed your sword, I thought you were going to kill me for running away. But you pointed it at my chest and declared, "I claim this heart" in that silky-smooth hypnotic voice. So we started making out and it was awesome. And it's the best dream I've ever had! Did I really just share this? Well... People should know why my standards are so high, I guess!
|Shoot, you even had me squealing playing a bad guy in Captain America! (x)|
Anyway, it will be grand. I will read you the side of a cereal box or tell you embarrassing stories of my misadventures to make you laugh or just admire your skillz (and by skillz, I obviously mean your arms or your jawline that could cut diamonds because you give me a mad case of "Hungry Eyes").
|Scenes like this inevitably lead me to youtube gold like this. Sorry! I'm not sorry! (x)|
|Holy guns, Batman! (x)|
|Classy Rawrmitage is v. classy. (x)|
|There are no words... <-- except maybe those. (x)|
So in an effort to sound cooler than I've made myself out to be and in the words of the honorable Bridget Jones, "If you want to pop by some time, that might be nice!"
P.S. Dear readers, have you told your celebrity crush you love him/her today? xx