Day Forty-Three:: Meeting my Soulmate at King's Cross Station

So I was faced with having nothing to do today and that did not sound enjoyable to be, so I joined with a group that was making their virgin voyage to Platform 9 3/4 so that I would not have to face the peril of a productive day of homework while trapped in the flat (I probably should have done that as I just finished an essay that wasn't truly finished, but I needed to get it out of my hair before I pulled out all of my hair in distress).

We arrived at the station.  I marveled (again) at how totally massive and cool it is inside the station.  I went and bought the first edition of Porter because if you can own the first edition of a potentially big fashion magazine why not? I returned to my friends who were in the queue to have their photos taken.  I stood in the camera area and acted as an assistant to my dear friends that were posing at the platform.

But then my life changed forever.  It was shift change for one of the two attendants and he was replaced by the most beautiful boy my eyes have ever seen in person (or in not person, he is seriously that hot).  My world stopped as he took the coat from the retiring attendant and put it over his adorable vest-adorned body and looked all too fit while doing so.  My heart skipped a beat (or two or three of fifty) as he stood there, holding the end of the participant's scarves to create the illusion they they were indeed running through the wall.  My world changed forever when he looked my way.  I know without a doubt that what we have is special and I will not let the haters rain on our love parade.  And to all you who told me to bring a hot British boy home: I AM WORKING ON IT!!!!

Here he is.  We are trying to come up with a fitting name for him, please submit our suggestions in the comments below:

photo cred to the amazing Hannah Rich

Once I find the most fitting name for my boyfriend I will then come up with a fantastic ship name for us.  Be excited, it's a great time to be alive.

Love you!!!!

Kelsie