Last night, I dreamed I ate Ian Somerhalder's BLT.
I had ordered a sandwich at this restaurant and was waiting at the counter to pick it up. I was starving. Someone put down a plate that I thought was mine, so I picked it up and took a bite of it. But it wasn't what I'd ordered; it was a BLT, and it was delicious. The mutton was nice and lean...
I realized immediately it wasn't mine. So part of my brain was thinking, "Oh no, I've bitten someone else's sandwich!" while the other part was in the nebulous realm of, "Mmmm, tasty sandwich." Then, of all people, Ian Somerhalder walks up and asks if his BLT is ready yet. I was mortified. But I explained about my mistake, and he was really nice about it. He just started eating it, even though I'd taken a big bite out of it already. Ian commented that it was an awesome BLT, and I had to agree..
Also, he was gorgeous. But we all knew that already.
So am I the only person thinking that Ian is the new Sexiest Man of the Year?