I Traveled Around The World Looking For It, and It Came to My Home Town

Hee Hee

Megan and I went to the Grand Rapids Art Museum today. They are having a special exhibition on costumes in film. One of the featured outfits was the British uniform worn by Alan Rickman in "Sense and Sensibility."

When I was in England, I saw other outfits from "Sense and Sensibility." One was even Alan's. Alas, it was positioned behind some of the other outfits, behind glass.

While at that museum in Bath, I can remember lamenting the fact that they didn't have Colonel Brandon's uniform. I had assumed that said uniform was lost forever, in some pile of unwanted costumes behind a movie set somewhere.

I didn't know that said uniform was traveling to America, to Michigan, to Grand Rapids, to me. It was fate. And biggest joy of all joys, they didn't put the beautiful red uniform behind glass. I was free to breathe in the dead skin cells of Alan that floated off the outfit.

I'll admit, I broke the rules. I overlooked the "DO NOT TOUCH" sign and I touched the right sleeve of the uniform. There is no doubt that Alan Rickman has touched the cuff of his own costume. My hand has touched something that Alan Rickman has touched. *Squeal! Jump up and down!* Joy!!!!!!!!!

I can die happy! (Although I'd prefer not to die for quite some time yet)

P.S.

Sarah, here's a picture I promised you forever ago.


Also the reason I haven't text messaged you is because I keep getting those stupid "delivery incomplete" messages.