Wentworth Miller: The Only Way to Start your Year off Right

Went. Is. The. Hotness.

Awesome fucking close up of The Perfect One thanks to boxergirl of The Church yet again and edited by brookeonline. In the original pic he had red pupils and it made me think: This must be what DrunkWent looks like!

And then we have another couch pic edited by mink where Went looks even MORE pleased with boob overload. Observe:

So cute. Then of course there are these pics, posted by lydia at The Church, of a photoshoot in Australia of Went using the most awful background I’ve ever seen…WTF is wrong with you picture taking people? I have named this group: Neon Madness.

Worst background ever? Pretty close but he still manages to look hot and Oh my GOD and just LOOK at the hotness below:

Big thanks to Krissie for calling my attention to this one and huge thanks to Tulipa for posting. SO SEXY!

And now even more Aussie hotness courtesy of Krissie‘s lovely reposting from WMO.

*Secretly crying out Aussie Aussie Aussie, Oi Oi Oi! under my breath and disavowing all allegiance to America due to no pap pics of Went re-entering the country…no good fucking paps…*

I’m fucking sick (which is different than being plain old sick thus the use of the word, fucking) and I won’t be around much so savor this post b/c it may be the only one for a few days. It all depends on how I feel.

Alright now everybody back to bed. Happy New Year!

Boxergirl in Lockdown with Wentworth Miller

OH. MY. GOD. Went, in jeans…Wenttorso…That peek of red shirt at JUST the right spot…Wentlap…A slight smirk…The gaze…I’m speechless and that doesn’t fucking happen often. Nothing funny to say here. What I would not give to be kneeling in front of that lap…looking up at that gaze as I unzip those pants…MY GOD…Holy FUCK!

(Hours later)…Now that I have regained my composure I realize I did not post an account of the happenings.

So, we arrived at the radio station at 7.30am, and were fairly quickly ushered upstairs and into the boardroom where they had breakfast treats set up for us…

We were told Went would arrive at around 8am, meet and greet with us, we could chat with him, have pics etc, then he would do the interview with Zoe (DJ), and he would come back to spend more time with us..

There were probably just under 20 people in total, including the radio station staff – can you believe TWO of the winners didnt turn up?? WTF??

Anyhoo – at about 8.10 Went arrived, with Pam and a couple of other staffers from Fox, I assume..
He kind of sheepishly entered and waved Hi to us all and made his way to a spot right in front of me to do photos with everyone..

Outfit: New Balance’s, jeans (totally rocked em), a red t-shirt with that grey sweater he always wears (I believe it may be the Saturday sweater..but Went, honey, its Thursday…)…
And the hair – still there – LMAO…looking slightly less combed to within an inch of its life like the day before though..and the greys were nowhere to be seen Ladies..

We had our pics, I introduced myself, told him I was upset I missed out on the Moet the evening before to which he replied “Oh, I’m so sorry, I should have bought two bottles!”, then laughed a little..
Then I took pics of my friend with him, and we got out of the way to let others have their minute basking in the glow that is The Pretty….

After everyone had finished I asked the handlers if it was OK if we had one together with Went (my friend and I), as they were ushering him out for the interview. They said it was absolutely not a rpoblem so he sat on the couch and we cosied up next to him, he put his arms around us and the radio staffer snapped away for us…
Whilst on the couch I asked if the constant posing etc got old, and he smiled and said “no, I like it, its fun!”

Bless his heart, I told him he was very gracious about it all, and he thanked me as I got up..

He was whisked away into the studio and we listened to the interview…

So he does the interview – which ended up being OK, not much new stuff though, but the poor girl was SO nervous, she came out after he had gone and was still nervous and embarrased I think as she fluffed his name up…LMAO

After the interview he was shown into another room for a few minutes, then just outside the boardroom he signed a bunch of stuff for the station.

At that point the radio staffer came in and told us that he had run out of time and they had to get going – to which everyone groaned, as no-one had asked him anything much and he hadn’t signed stuff for us yet..

So we gathered around the door and waited till he re-appeared, then a few people had him sign things…so we ran and grabbed our stuff to sign, and were successful in getting him to sign for us!! YAY!

The handlers told him he had to get going and he said “No, it’s alright, they have come along way”, I laughed and said “No, YOU have come along way for us, we haven’t come far at all!!” That got a smile!

So eventually everyone’s stuff was signed and they were on their way..

He was absolutely SO gracious, calm, gentle and friendly. He has this amazing kind of aura about him, just a kind of serenity thats really hard to explain.

Now – before you all ask – he smelt nice, like a faint cologne, or even spray on deodorant, nothing overpowering, just nice.
He has warm, soft hands (cos I know y’all will ask that too ), and makes you feel completely comfortable with having pics taken with him etc.

He actually looks right at you when he speaks, makes eye contact, and seems very grateful for the career he has, and the whole publicity thing doesn’t seem to bother him at all, in fact, he really does seem to enjoy it, as he said to me..

*Guh*

I can hear the sighing and I am with you. *sigh*

pic courtesy of boxergirl from The Church. Thank you mink for the pic edit and now I’m going to need to be alone with this picture…again…for about an hour…Excuse me…

Today in People I Hate: A Religious Experience

Australia is officially on my list of places to burn to the ground but not until Went leaves but as he flies out, I will be arriving with my blowing up Australia things…Until then, there’s more hate to go around. A couple of Churchies seem to have met one Wentworth Miller and also received a bottle of Moet from him after he got off the boat. SO MUCH HATE…NOWHERE TO PUT IT ALL…HAVE A HEADACHE…The details from fickwalker:

As the wonderful bg has already explained, we saw OLP as he was boarding the boat for the Fox cruise. At the time that bg, and a dear friend of mine named Mary, were getting pictures with him, I declined the offer, saying he was already late and I didn’t want to hold him up any longer. While the photogs were taking their pictures, his PA (I think her name is Pam? I’ve seen her in the pictures from Cannes) came up to me and slipped a little plastic baggie into my hand. I thanked her and didn’t think much of it. When I looked at what was in the baggie, it was a set of Prison Break thumbcuffs!

Once the boat had left for the cruise, we had a short dalliance to my house where we chatted and squeed, bg headed home and Mary, myself and another friend made our way back to where the boat has departed from. Lucky for us, about fifteen minutes after we arrived, the boat returned.

As the boat pulled in to dock, Mary began waving. When I hissed at her not to ‘make a scene’ she replied ‘but he waved first’. So we sat back and waited for him to get back onto dry land, but not before he’d shaken hands with every single crew member on the boat and thanked them for the cruise. Once he got onto the dock, he came straight for us. While I tried ever so hard to keep my composure and smiled up at him, he said “we have a present for you, but you have to have somewhere to stash it… “, then he revelead a bottle of Moet & Chandon under his jacket, which he handed to me. He dropped the bottle into the bag I was carrying and said “Enjoy!” (note: we demolished it the second we got home.).

I then asked if it would be alright to take the picture I declined earlier in the day and Pam (I think that’s her name) was all – jokingly – “Oh, so *now* you want the picture!”. There was some joking back and forth before I managed to finally get my picture with OLP. My very smart best friend pretended the camera wasn’t working so she could snap some extra pictures.

We took a moment to ask if he would be in Sydney for New Years and he replied “Sadly, no. I’ll be back in LA”. So we wished him a happy new year, thanked him for his time and wished him well for the rest of his stay. Then I floated home on a cloud. What an unbelievable day.

I fear in my excitement (and mild drunken-ness!), I might do something stupid and post ridiculously large pictures to the board, so I’ll play it safe instead… Follow the link to my album on Photobucket, where you can see a few candids of OLP getting onto the boat, a few (awful) pictures of me and him, and a photo or two of us nutcases with the bottle of Moet he gave me.

MOD EDIT: ‘Photobucket’ link removed. Pics now posted below.

This has turned out to be a *very* merry Christmas indeed! *continues to float*

Hey bg, you think I should take the empty bottle to Nova tomorrow and thank him for the party we had on him?

Mind you, boxergirl (bg) is the SAME girl that won a spot in the damn lockdown with the man which is less than a day away. Why God? Why?

As I am incapacitated with rage, I have tapped into Went’s very brain and he will spread the hate…or something. Take it away Wentworth…

Thanks WFW. I have to tell you, These Australia chicks are freaky…they have nice racks though. Seriously, First it was that weird smiley face girl and now this. I’m actually afraid to get too close to either one of them. I mean check out box face girl, her face is outlined in pink. Now I like pink and all but that’s just disturbing. Hmmm boxgirl…boxergirl, I think that’s her name so nevermind. I was warned. It’s my own fault really. Boxergirl is doing the boob-lean, you know when they lean in and make sure to touch me with their boobs. I swear these women think I’m stupid but what they don’t know is that it just gives me the oppportunity to cop a feel…without actually using my hands. Yeah I said it. Wentworth Miller likes boobs but if I keep running into these deformed broads, I’m going to go check out the boys. I mean, everyone thinks I’m into that anyway.

This second girl though (I think her name was fickwalker)…whoa. A face only a mother could love. You know, I’m not even sure she had a face…all I saw was hair, and boobs, hair and boobs. Man I love boobs. You know what though? This one didn’t do the boob-lean, she went a step further. You know what she said to me? She held up her hand and said “Insert ass here,” I kid you not. I was tempted but what would that do to my oh so sweet reputation? The sweet thing works. Women are all over me. I’m just waiting for the right opportunity to cash in or the right setting; Maybe Baltimore will be the magic place. Yeah, I’ll go see WFW and screw her brains out and the world will know what a stud I really am. OK now, forget everything you just read b/c I’ll never admit to any of it anyway. Be Good.

Thanks Jared for blurring that last pic so I didn’t have to.