Oh, my god. You’re absolutely killing me.

So this week I finally, *finally* cracked into David Tenant’s tenure as Dr. Who. I know. I know. I’m way behind. But they finally came to Netflix, and I finally have time.

So, just, oh my god. It’s killing me. Just asdfghjkl;idek.

THE FEELS. I am soooooo feeling the feels. I’ve cried so many times since I started watching these… I think I have to revise my former opinion of Tom Baker as my favorite Doctor (loved when the Master offered his companion a Jelly Baby during a recent episode), because David Tennant is simply superlative.

Of course, I haven’t seen some of the other Doctors yet either. Maybe I should hold my options open. 😉

My Very Own Guilty Pleasure

The magical package -- so sparkly!!

The magical package — so sparkly!!

Recently, I received a gift in the post. A lovely gift. A delicious treasure, really. It makes me sigh and squee, all at once, and smile, and that is a not insignificant gift. ❤

For those of you who don’t know (are there any of you out there?), I am an admirer of actor Richard Armitage. I think he’s pretty cool.

The Armitage. Yum.

The Armitage. Yum.

I also love Bollywood films, Middle Eastern dance, and all sorts of intersections of these phenomena.

So when Guylty (http://guylty.wordpress.com/) wrote that she had a Bollywood shrine with my name on it, I was – to say the least – tremblingly excited. I clapped my hands and did a happy jig and all sorts of celebrations ensued. So…

…we come to the point of today’s post, which is to pay tribute to this lovely artist and her glamorous and useful creations. You can find a more complete posting here: http://guylty.wordpress.com/guylty-shrines/

Mine is, of course, not only a tribute to Mr. Armitage, but also an hommage to Bollywood and its kitsch. And I love it oh, so very much. So I opened a bottle of champagne to celebrate its arrival, lit the candles, and watched some snippets of my favorite Armitage and Bollywood vehicles to celebrate. ❤ ❤ ❤

But here’s what we’re all really interested in: photos. THANK YOU, Guylty. This is such a grand gift. I truly love it, and think of you every time I see it. And it really makes me smile, a goofy/happy/giddy smile. You rock.

Snaps tries to help me open the package -- no, buddy. It's not for you!!

Snaps tries to help me open the package — no, buddy. It’s not for you!!

Everything else that came in the box!! OMG, gorgeousness. And swoonage. And deliciousness. <3

Everything else that came in the box!! OMG, gorgeousness. And swoonage. And deliciousness. ❤

The RA Pocket Shrine, exterior!!

The RA Pocket Shrine, exterior!!

A very sparkly Guy of Gisborne or John Porter, disco-ing the night away. Whichever. LOVE LOVE LOVE THE BACKGROUND!!! I love this. Words cannot express.

A very sparkly Guy of Gisborne or John Porter, disco-ing the night away. Whichever. LOVE LOVE LOVE THE BACKGROUND!!! I love this. Words cannot express.

So fancy!! So dancy!! It's our very own RA as himself, in both good and bad photoshoots. It is, however, the very quintessence of Bollywood. ADORE. Also on a mirrored background. :D

So fancy!! So dancy!! It’s our very own RA as himself, in both good and bad photos. It is also the very quintessence of Bollywood dance moves. ADORE. Also on a mirrored background. 😀

Here's where I turned the lights down low, poured a glass of champagne, brought out the mini Oriental rug, and lit the candles so I could contemplate this gem properly. *sigh*

Here’s where I turned the lights down low, poured a glass of champagne, brought out the mini Oriental rug, and lit the candles so I could contemplate this gem properly. *sigh*

Guylty, I love this, and I love you. Thank you so much. ❤