Due to Peter forgetting his passport, he missed Saturday, so they slotted in an extra photo shoot at 9.30 am. We headed over there and got in line for our photo’s. I have never been star struck before, I’m generally pretty OK in those kind of situations, but this time…. I was breathless, shaking and had pretty much regressed back into a teenage fangirl blob!
As we moved forward in the queue, we got to see others having their photos taken with Peter. With each person he was very sweet, and hugged everyone, giving the particularly nervous a little stroke on their arms to calm them down. Each photo was very quick, literally in, take photo and back out again, so we had to act out our plan swiftly. As you may or may not know, myself and Kelly designed the ‘Carlisle’s Study’ section of Peter’s official website, and although he has said thank you via Twitter, we hadn’t spoken to him directly about what he thought etc etc. So, when it was my turn to go up for the photo, I walked towards him and said ” Hi, I designed your site, along with Kelly, who’s up next” at which point he turned to look at me (with his piercing eyes – sigh) and said ” You designed the site, Carlisle’s Study, thank you so much”. It was enough for me that he knew what I meant immediately, but then he KISSED me. Needless to say my face will not be washed for the next year! The kiss, although lovely (made my day if truth be told), also made me disintegrate into a pile of wobbly jelly! My carefully practised smile, which had been perfected infront of a mirror, quickly turned into a maniacal grimace and I let out a little sighy giggle type thing which he probably thought was quite hilarious! And then that was that, he said thank you again and then it was over, and I was left shaking for the next half an hour…
After calming down we then went off to look at the various bits and pieces around the hall, and took in a couple of talks on other films and programmes.
When we thought we could cope with some more Facinelli, we headed over to the autograph queue and got in line with our photos we wanted signed. Once we got to the front we approached the table, and handed over the pictures. The mean lady sat next to him said I was only allowed one thing signed, but Peter remembered me from our previous encounter and argued with the lady, saying ” These guys are on my team” and signed both photos for me. Once again that was enough, but then in pure gentlemanly fashion, he said thank you to us again, took my hand in his, looked into my eyes ( I nearly died) and kissed it. The mean woman broke it up, and told us to move along, and that was the end of that! 2 kisses from Peter Facinelli in one day is enough for any girl, any more and he would have been picking me up off of the floor!
