Hiiii everyone.
I know, I've been absent. :( I'm sorry. BUT. I can make it worth your while. Why? Because last night, at the Pirate & Princess Party at Magic Kingdom, I met the only man that can make me momentarily forget Christian Bale.
Yes, world. I met Captain Jack Sparrow.
And I was also wearing a dead sexy pirate costume for the occasion.
First of all, he astutely judged from my appearance that I must be a captain. When I told him my name was Jacquie, he smirked and got all, "Nice name, darling." Of course. Jacquie = Jack.
And we shared a courteous nod - you know, just between captains.
Obviously, though, he had to sign my book. Which, of course, looks comical in its own right.
I was seriously smug for a reason: to get me to pose properly, Jack had to put his hands around my waist. For half a second. And that's all I needed. Isn't that all that ANYONE needs?
He told me that "perhaps someday our paths will cross again, love." DEAR GOD DO I EVER HOPE SO.
Yes, world. I met Captain Jack Sparrow.
And I was also wearing a dead sexy pirate costume for the occasion.
First of all, he astutely judged from my appearance that I must be a captain. When I told him my name was Jacquie, he smirked and got all, "Nice name, darling." Of course. Jacquie = Jack.
And we shared a courteous nod - you know, just between captains.
Obviously, though, he had to sign my book. Which, of course, looks comical in its own right.
I was seriously smug for a reason: to get me to pose properly, Jack had to put his hands around my waist. For half a second. And that's all I needed. Isn't that all that ANYONE needs?
He told me that "perhaps someday our paths will cross again, love." DEAR GOD DO I EVER HOPE SO.