My apologies to everyone who tried to sell me on Torchwood fandom and to whom I brushed off with the silly point that I couldn't see the damn show here in the US.
This is the first rush of obsessive lust I've felt since my initial onset of House/Hugh/HW/LJ insanity. I'm not dumping Hugh b/t/w. He's still my numero uno lust object and if he shows up outside my apartment on the Triumph, it's Arrividerci, Hubby.
BUT---This man is about as utterly shaggable as anyone I've ever seen. And OUT---happy, and open, and OUT! Is there anything sexier than someone who's that comfortable with himself? The clips of him at London Pride kissing his partner and the Charlotte Church interview? Be still my beating heart.
And for
Just One Of Those Things
What Is This Thing Called Love
In The Still Of The Night
I Happen To Like New York
Anything Goes
After You, Who?
Ca Cest L'Amour
Don't Fence Me In
Miss Otis Regrets
Do I Love You
You'd Be So Nice To Come Home To
Ev'ry Time We Say Goodbye
It's All Right With Me
Easy To Love