I went to an afternoon yoga class today to mix up my schedule after an audition was cancelled. As I walked in, I noticed a man setting up his mat at the back of the room, wearing sweats and a hat. When he took off his hat, I thought that he looked very much like Colin Farrell. But of course, it couldn't be Colin Farrell because what would a movie star be doing in my yoga class on a Monday afternoon in a pretty boring neighborhood of New York? So I laid my mat down and began the class. And somewhere along the way, this man who looked like Colin Farrell took his shirt off. It was like the heavens released some angels to put a fit shirtless, good-looking man in my yoga class right behind me so that every time I was in downward dog, I could gaze upon his very nice shirtless back. It made me so happy! Now I can't say whether it was or it wasn't Colin Farrell since I was very busy being a cool New Yorker who does not get excited by celebrity sightings or alternatively a woman who is not a stalker staring down some poor guy in her yoga class, but I can say definitively that the shirtlessness was real and it was good. So in honor of my new yoga buddy, I give you Mr. Farrell shirtless, making his first appearance on my blog. Thanks for making my day and possibly my year brighter with your live shirtlessness.
I wonder if this blog has magical properties that allow the things I write about to manifest in reality? What should I write about next? How I'm really bummed that George Clooney hasn't paid me a visit? So much to consider! Until then, I remain...
Yours in shirtlessness,
Nandita
President
IMS
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