Je frissone, poignnairdé par le beau...

I can't even handle this week.  I'm in, like, a state of... à en perdre la raison... I can't concentrate on anything for a long time and I feel totally anxious and totally ecstatic.  And when I think too hard about it all my hands start to shake.  Because I am a very silly fangirl.  But mostly I am a very euphoric fangirl.

I have met a fatigued, slightly whiny Mikelangelo Loconte and a gracious, incredibly beautiful Florent Mothe.  I have the signatures of all the main cast members on a single Mozart l'Opéra Rock postcard and I have two fantastically sexy posters on my wall.

So let me try to collect myself long enough to relate my adventures in Mozart l'Opéra Rock, complete with pictures!


( CAN I GET A FLOTO WITH YOU? )

And you know what else?  I'm definitely going back tonight.