the man of my french dreams

Les Amis as notes I made in class

Enjolras: Everything is France. Everything was shaped by France. Romance literally means ‘French’!

Combeferre: Without Islam we wouldn’t have most of modern science.

Courfeyrac: Can I self-insert myself in Celtic folklore?

Grantaire: King Arthur is a figure of sociopolitical propaganda. Figures.

Joly: Importea: it contains magic.

Bossuet: Yeah, it’s a beheading, but it’s honestly more about the game.

Feuilly: Tolkien’s translations suck.

Bahorel: He acts like an animal, and breathes fire, and is really bad at explaining dreams, but he means well.

Jehan: It’s not the kissy kind of Romance.

Bonus quotes from my teacher.

Marius: I’m a man, so I’m not entirely qualified to talk about women’s issues, but I’ll do my best!

Cosette: Cats are clearly superior.

Eponine: The word medieval means NOTHING. N O T H I N G.

Gavroche: There are quite some interesting animal metaphors we could discuss.

Musichetta: This is interesting from a gender equality perspective, whether you’re a feminist or not yet.

Montparnasse: It’s not a stretch to argue she’s hinting at a medieval equivalent of bondage here.

Rain Before the Rainbow [Jefferson x Reader]

Length: 5863 words

Genre: Fluff [No angst this time!]

AU: HamilTime

TW: None

“Kiss me.”  

You stared at the man in front of you. Your eyes were locked in his gaze. His wide brown eyes looking at you with such intensity, it made your blood flow faster. Your eyes wandered through his features- his beautiful dark skin, his long nose, his full lips, and the facial hair that rested on the bottom half of his face. God, any other man could have the same features, but how did this man look like those features were created to be on his face? Everything was so perfect, you couldn’t help but stare. How did it come to this? How did this happen? How did you end up in the front step of Thomas Jefferson’s estate, having the most intense staring competition in the history of time? 

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             Modern AU: Video Blogger Lafayette x Reader

Word count: 3210 (I got very carried away.)

Disclaimer: Google Translated


    A notification lit up your phone while dinging. Rolling over, you mentally smack yourself in the face as the time read ‘1:00 AM.’ Checking the notification, a “Youtube” logo took over the screen then followed by a black and white screen. 
        “Hello mes amours!” a stunning man appeared on screen. You fiddled with the volume so your roommates, Eliza, her boyfriend Alexander, and your freckled friend John Laurens, wouldn’t wake up. The video continued on after you pressed play. 
        “Exciting news! I get to go to America to visit mon meilleurs amis (my best friends)! Oui! Je suis très excité (I am very excited)!” the man beamed on, smiling a wide, toothy grin. “There is Eliza, elle est une femme très intelligente et merveilleux (She is a very intelligent and beautiful woman) and she is letting me stay with her so I don’t have to travel far from my two other friends Alexander and John!” You couldn’t decide if you were to grin or let your jaw go slack.
        “Is Lafayette, the man I’ve been talking to everyday since last year, talking about MY Eliza and MY John Laurens!? The grinning, French heart throb is going to be rooming with us!?” You unknowingly, let your jaw go slack. In the room next to yours, you hear a man verbally groan then slam his fists against the wall. 

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I was sleeping, when somebody opened my door, shuffled through my desk, stole something, then left. (My room did not look my my actual room, but that is typical for dreams.) I then heard men talking in the hall with French accents. I got out of bed, then took off my pants, thinking that the sight of me nude would help me startle them. I went to the door, threw it open, and shouted, “What’s up, assholes?”

One guy was sitting in a chair. He had a beard and a hat. He was wearing a jumpsuit, as were the other men. There were a lot of them, milling about. Nobody ran away. The sitting man looked at me lazily. My stomach dropped as I realized this was not a simple burglary. “Where…where are my parents?” I asked.

He gestured to the kitchen. “They are this way,” he said, although I didn’t believe him. Then he said, “We are building an empire.”

This scared the shit out of me, and I woke up for real.

ID #92986

Name: Danly
Age: 18
Country: The Netherlands

Well, looking for international people to chill, chitchat and have some conversations about existence and shit. I hope we can meet one day also! This is my repost btw, because well, I’ve met truly awesome people and since I’m super bored lately, why not.

Anyways, hmm so let’s start with in which house I am lmao, thus Slytherin. Slutherin whatever. You can add that slut part with the language slut part since I love learning languages a lot! I wouldn;’t mind speaking French with you. German is for me still a pain in the arse and not decent enough lol. I’d like to learn and improve some Vietnamese, Arabic, Russian and Spanish!

Besides that I love lightning gazing, making my own mixtapes, I lowkey love parties, taekwondo and man travelling of course. I’m going to Barcelona this year wooo and I hope Paris too because I miss Paris goddamn very much. I’m that kid who thinks she can read maps and knows the way but nOOoo whoops we’re lost again. I can be impulsive sometimes and I’ve got zero planning when it comes to travelling so yeah. I don’t know where we eventually end up with this attitude. (But it’s FuN)

About my future plans uuhmm complicated shit because besides zero planning, I’m also very very bad at deciding. Like taking a gapyear or not? Working during the gapyear or leaving for the whole year? Studying abroad or not? What. To Study? (Although I’ve been thinking about International studies and music stuff and something with the Middle East and Africa) Dilemmas mate. I’m gonna be so gratefull if you’ve got advice and shit and if you’re gonna be my tutor or something haha. Don´t let your dreams be memes guys.

I think that’s it I guess. I mean there’s probably much more. You’ll figure it out once we’ve chatted. Oh and btw, I prefer chatting on Whatsapp over Tumblr and email so feel free to ask my number!

Preferences: Uhm 18 or older would be nice oh and I can´t do snail mail because I´m broke. My bills man

anonymous asked:

Are you still taking fic tropes? If so, "Fake date for some stuffy formal event"

AU where Emily isn’t the easy solution to this XD


“Oh, come on, Dr Z! You’re the only one who isn’t already going with someone!” Lena leant half her body across the counter of the medical bay, her fingertips curling over the other side of it. 

Angela, who was in the middle of adding some figures to one of her studies on the far wall, glanced briefly at her. She seemed pleasantly entertained. “Don’t you think I might be a little too old for it to believable, Lena?”

“No!” Lena told her, her breath fogging up the counter in front of her. “Plus, you’re coming with me so it’s not like all those pompous old snobs are going to be, like, carding you at the door or something. I wouldn’t worry about it.”

Lena could see the reflection of Angela’s smile in her vid window as she kept tapping away at the screen. “I still don’t see why you can’t just go alone. Amelie might not even go to the dinner.”

Pfft, in Lena’s dreams. “She most certainly will go,” she said immediately. “Now she’s dating that horrible CEO, she’ll definitely want to rub it in my face.” She put on her best French accent. ‘Hon hon, look at me, I’m shagging a man who owns half the world, and you still live in that dingey little flat in East London with your one-eyed moggy cat’.”

Angela still looked entertained. “I still don’t see what me arriving on your arm is going to achieve. Amelie knows us. She knows we wouldn’t have, well…” She searched for a polite description.

“Shacked up?” Lena offered.

Angela grimaced. “Well, I wouldn’t have put it quite like that, but yes.”

“Then we can make her believe it?” Lena said, and when Angela got that kind of soft, sympathetic expression she always put on before she said ‘no’ to something, Lena pushed herself up on the counter, hurdled it, and then hopped down the other side and blinked up to her. “Please?” she asked, hanging heavily off Angela’s arm. “Please, Dr Z? Widowmaker was dead awful the last time I had to go to one of those things, and it’s not like I can’t just not go, I’m getting an award! But it will look really tragic if I show up by myself, she’ll tease me the whole night.”

Angela opened her mouth to say what was a very gentle ‘no’, but when she saw Lena’s eyes, her own softened, and her shoulders relaxed a little. She spent a moment considering Lena. “Is it that important to you?” Lena nodded, and Angela took a deep breath. 

Lena could feel her spirits lift as Angela’s resolve melted. “Please? I’ll dress up all posh, I promise. No sneakers!”

Angela gave her a sigh, and got back to her data. “Well, alright, then. But I’d like to be home by midnight, if that suits you. I have a lot of work to–”

YES!” Angela got clamped around the middle by two very enthusiastic arms. “Thanks, Doc! You’ll have fun, I promise. These things always have simply amazing food, and loads and loads of really nice wine!”

Despite the prospect of those things, Angela didn’t look any more enthusiastic. “Well,” she said as Lena detached from her middle. “I suppose you’d better start calling me ‘Angela’, then.”

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Hey all!

Happy Viola Selfie Day! This isn’t quite a selfie, but it is one of my favorite pictures, so it works! My name is Rochelle, and I am 19 year old music education major. As a music Ed, I play a vast array of instruments, but viola is my absolute favorite!

I began playing viola in fourth grade, after hearing my future teacher play “Hedwig’s Theme” from the Harry Potter series. I, as a Harry Potter fanatic, thought that was the coolest thing on the planet, and wanted to learn this instrument, so I could play my favorite tune. I soon grew to love the rich and dark tones of the viola, and decided to stick with the instrument for other reasons, other than my childish ones. I have played Viola for ten years now, and have played in a couple different orchestras around my home state. Most recently, I played in an orchestra for a university student’s piano recital in April (Moszkowski’s concerto for piano and orchestra accompaniment op. 59, and Grieg’s Piano Concerto in A minor, Op. 16). I also enjoy playing in pit orchestras. I have so far played in Aida (viola), Jesus Christ Superstar (viola and French Horn){one of my favorite pits btws}, and The Music Man (Violin).

I am hoping to transfer to a better university in the fall to better pursue my dreams of being a strings teacher, as well as being a professional string player. It’s kind of scary because it’s going to be totally different from what I know. I also will be around people who will be equally as talented, or better. I will also have professors that know music that I can hope to learn from. It’s kind of a nervous-excitement, I suppose!

I am currently working on Bach’s Cello Suite No. 1 for Viola for my audition! I might use another piece, but I’m not really sure what I should play. If anyone has suggestions, I am willing to listen!

I don’t have a name for my viola, but maybe… Margaret? Adeline? The one in the picture is my student viola that I love dearly that got me through middle school and high school, but I have grown since then, and am in need of a new one. I am using a viola from my current University, which has a lovely sound. I threw some Thomastik Infeld Vision Strings at it, and—oh boy—did that do the trick! I might have to fight my University to buy and keep this Viola.

Well, I think that’s all, so Happy Viola Selfie Day to all!!! 😁

naikyuu  asked:

interesting fact: i speak japanese! im studying abroad in japan at the moment and my japanese has improved so much. i started my freshman year of college and now im in my third year. since coming here ive gotten much better at speaking. im actually writing a letter in japanese to a member from a kpop group i love bc im going to a fanmeet on saturday. he speaks english but since we're both studying japanese its for both of us to practice with lol i was actually born in japan but didnt know any😂

woah, that’s so cool!!!

you’re, like, living my dream man, that’s


that’s pretty amazing and super cool 

good luck with your studies and all that ✨

also, cause I’m answering so late (super soz about that) how’d the meetup go?


I’m wanting to study french/spanish sorta like how you have, which, I’m still in awe at like, that’s some amazing stuff you’re doing

so yea


Time’s Ticking - Lafayette X reader SOULMATE AU

Originally posted by freedomfriesandapplepies

“Eliza, do I have to go? There is no guarantee he’s going to be there” You begged with Eliza. On everyone’s sixteenth birthday, a small clock appears on your wrist, counting down to the second you meet your soulmate. There were only three hours left on yours, and your best friend Eliza decided that dragging you to a ball would be the best way to find him.

“Yes, you do. Besides, I need someone to accompany me since Alexander is working.” You let out a groan and shook your head, tightening your corset and putting the final touches on your dress. 

After you and Eliza were satisfied with your appearance, you both went out to the awaiting carriage and climbed in, starting your trip to the annual ball.

“Oh my lord, look at this place!” You said, climbing out of the carriage when you arrived. You weren’t used to the level of fanciness like Eliza was. To her, this was normal, but to you, this could have been a palace.

“Y/N, are you ready to go in?” She said, gesturing to your wrist. 

One hour to go

Suddenly, you started feeling nervous. Eliza took note of it and started calming you down with words of reassurance. After a few minutes, you both had entered the building. 

The walls were gleaming white, gold chandeliers littered the ceiling as the floor was flooded by some of the richest and powerful people in New York.

“Wow…..” you breathed. Eliza laughed and took your hand, leading you closer to the dance floor. As the night went on, a few men had asked for a dance. Each dance you always found yourself glancing at your wrist from time to time, until the minutes became seconds.

The dance ended and you curtsied to the man, trying to hide the excitement and nervousness that was radiating off of you. You grabbed your wrist and looked closely as the seconds went down.

Five Everything seemed to slow down as you realized you were about to meet your soulmate

Four You looked around the ballroom for anyone who was approaching you.
Three You took a deep breath, wishing for your heart to slow down

Three The world around you seemed to freeze as the moment of truth came upon you

Two You heard footsteps approaching from behind, but you were too scared to turn around

One “Mademoiselle?”

You turned around slowly to see a very handsome and tall man. Judging by his accent, he was french. He wore a rich blue jacket and deep brown boots, his hair was slicked back into a ponytail and he had a brilliant smile on his face. Oh, but how could you forget those eyes….Those eyes were so pure and magical you swore this had to be a dream. You felt so……


You saw the man in front of you look down on your wrist, which you still had a death grip on, and his eyes went wide. He immediately pulled up his sleeve and glanced at his own clock.

“mon Dieu, you’re my soulmate!” he said, beaming at you. You smiled warmly as he pulled you into a tender embrace. As his arms wrapped around you, everything in the world seemed right. Everything made sense to you now.

“I can’t believe it! I do not even know your name…” You said, breathing in his scent.

“Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette,” He said and you gawked at his mouthful of a name.

“But please, Gilbert or Lafayette is just fine. Will you give me the pleasure of knowing the name to such a beautiful face?” He finished quickly.  

“Y/N L/N,” You said. His eyes sparkled at hearing your name. He took your hand and kissed your knuckles, the touch of his lips on you sending a shiver down your spine.        

“Y/N, I have only just met you, yet it feels like I’ve known you…..”

“forever” you finished. He smiled and pulled you closer, bringing your lips to his. Fireworks went off in your head as his mouth danced skillfully on yours. 

“Please, mon amour, allow me to court you?” He said, pulling apart and looking deep into your eyes.

“I’d be insane if I said no”

So I was tagged by @theimportanceofbeingbookish! Thanks! You are amazing!

Rules: Answer 20 questions and tag 10 followers you’d like to get to know better!
Name: Aanya
Nickname: Don’t have one. My name is short enough.
Zodiac Sign: Libra
Height: 5′6″
Orientation: straight
Nationality: Indian
Favorite Fruit: Grapes
Favorite Season: Winter
Favorite Book: And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie
Favorite Flower: Sunflowers
Favorite Scent: Books! Pages! New or old I don’t care.
Favorite Color: Pink
Favorite Animal: Doggies!
Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: Coffee. Can’t live without it.
Cat or Dog: Dogs, definitely.
Favorite fictional character: Etienne St. Claire from Anna and the French Kiss because he’s the man of my dreams and I love him!
Dream Trip: Paris
Number of Followers: 259 (Thank you all for following me!)

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captainhollysheet  asked:

massive ask post: everything with a zero!

I’m sure I keep missing your asks because of the massive time difference 😂😂 sorry it’s late pal!

10. Weirdest dream you’ve ever had? Don’t really mind any 😂
20. Aesthetic song - Human by Rag n Bone man. 💙
30. Extrovert or introvert? Definitely introvert!
40. How many languages do you speak? I only speak fluent English. I did used to be good at French, and did Middle Welsh in uni as part of my degree.
50. If you could have any person in the world over for dinner, who would it be? @anormaladdams. That would be such a laugh 😂
60. Favourite artist? Like paintings and stuff? Not really into that. Music artists would be Rise Against. 😄
70. Do you have birthmarks or scars? I have a tiny scar next to my eye where someone hit me with a jumbo meccano set. It hurt so much. Also I’ve got a brown birth mark on the tip of my pinkie. And the best scar I have next to said birth mark is a weird circle where I cut the tip of my pinkie off, had to go to A and E to get it stitched back on 😂
80. Do you play any musical instruments? Guitar. I used to be good and then stopped. I’ll have to relearn!
90. Pasta or pizza? Neither, they both make me severely sick 😑
100. Listen to music while bathing or silence? Bathing.
101. Blow dry, towel dry or air dry your hair? Blow dry.
102. Morning or night showers? Morning by far.

Thank you so much lovely! 😄 xx

My story of how I met Julian Casablancas for the 1st time - March 10th, 2014

Prepare yourselves… this is quite detailed.

Here we go.

So, on Monday evening, I was sitting in my room around 6 pm working on a school assignment when my friend @hurtslikeheaven texted me saying that she heard a rumor about Julian + The Voidz possibly having a secret show in New Orleans that night. Of course I FREAKED THE HELL OUT. This kinda thing never happens !!!!! !! !!!1 Y'all, I’m seriously. N E V E R.
Like why New Orleans? Why Louisiana?
I don’t give my state enough credit.

   Anyway, I immediately searched online “Julian Casablancas in New Orleans” to see if the rumors had any validity and saw on the rumored venue’s website that Julian would indeed be performing that night at One Eyed Jacks in New Orleans (French Quarter district) and doors would open around 9pm. Tried to find tickets (regardless of the price), but no luck. I had 3 hours to make this work and hopefully be able to get in, and I was absolutely determined. As soon as I heard the news, I knew I had to do everything in my power to make it happen. After all, this is the biggest dream that I’ve ever had–to meet the man who changed my life musically and more. WHO CARES ABOUT SCHOOL, IT IS JULIAN FERNANDO CASABLANCAS. I’ve been running a blog dedicated to him for 3 years. My laptop background is set to show every photo that I have saved of him (*coughcough* thousands) every 15 seconds. Why would I ever pass up this chance of a lifetime? He’s my man.
   Therefore, I began to call/text every friend that I knew in person who loved The Strokes (and also had a car, because, unfortunately, I do not) and told them all that it was an EMERGENCY. Many friends couldn’t make it, but the 2 people who ended up being able to go were my best friend Kristi and also Estephania, who told me about the rumor in the first place.
   As we all were getting ready last minute at our places, I knew it was important to pack things like sharpies, water, snacks, breath mints (hehe;), and so on. I also changed into my “All the time” tee that came with my copy of Comedown Machine along with the Julian Necklace that I purchased years ago but haven’t really had a reason to wear. [pictured below]

  It’s as if I saw this moment coming and knew exactly what I should do. And if you were watching me on twitter at the time, I was going insane. lol. But for some reason, I felt really calm and rational throughout the whole process of getting ready to leave to go see the most important male figure in my life like it was mean to be.
   We were all on the road before we knew it at around 7:30 pm, running a bit late sadly, but at least we still had a chance to make it there on time. We live about 45 minutes away from New Orleans across the causeway bridge that connects New Orleans to other parts of Louisiana (where we live). On the ride to the city, we kept talking about what we were going to do, how incredibly rare of an opportunity this was, what the plan was, if things didn’t go according to plan, and so on. We felt like we were in a dream. At one point, I even said “Pinch me, I am f*cking dreaming. This is not real.” And that’s when I looked on Julian’s twitter to see him say “See you at One Eyed Jacks tonight, New Orleans,” which suddenly made it all real to us and we squealed in excitement + anticipation
  We arrived at the venue around 9:05 pm. The doors were already open, but there were not many people there at all–25 to 30 at the most. Everyone in the small bar was dressed in leather jackets and vintage boots, some smoking cigarettes, discussing how they knew of Julian. It felt like home. We purchased our tickets for $25 a piece and entered the main area where the bands would be performing around 9:30-10pm. My friend Estephania happened to snag all 3 of us room right in front of the stage before the audience was full. And when I mean right in front of the stage, I’m serious. I put my bag down on it and leaned against it the whole night. It was a pretty small bar, although the temp was comfortable and cool. I really admired the interior of One Eyed Jacks because it was quite old-fashioned (red velvet tapestry on the walls) and reminded me of the set for The Strokes’ music vid “UCOD”, so I knew Julian probably adored the place
   The opening band, “The Yelephants” played a good bit of songs. They were aiiiight. [Below is a photo I took of the lead singer/lead guitarist]

Not really my style but they rocked out pretty good, which pumped us all up for main performance by Julian + The Voidz. The lead singer announced to the audience that their band found out about opening for Julian Casablancas + The Voidz at 2pm that same monday afternoon, so it really was a last minute show for everyone. They were about to play their last song of the set when Julian sent a message to the stage saying “Take your time, there’s no rush,” and the band members were so amazed by his patience and understanding (It was obvious how much they admired him like we all did).
   While the tech people were setting up the stage, I took this photo of the set-list right after it was taped down and intended to post it via twitter ASAP but had awful service, so I couldn’t :( this is Julian’s set-list from the show that I cockily snagged at the end and also the same set-list that he signed. Perfect, right? ♥

   After much anticipation and another hour of waiting while tech people set up equiment on stage, Julian + The Voidz came onstage at exactly 11pm. If you haven’t yet seen the video of when they first came onstage, here’s a link:

   There he was. My man. My Julian. He grabbed our hands when he first walked out onto the stage and greeted the audience for the first time. I latched onto his wrist gently as he took a step back. I melted inside. Could not believe that he was there, standing right in front of me, an arm length away. Never did I think I’d get to fulfill my lifelong dream of watching my favorite man in the whole world perform.
*heart eyes*
    The Voidz warmed up and then performed “Ego” with Julian, which was a tight as f*ck song in my opinion. It sounded so raw and 80s, sorta like Joy Division meets FIOE. Julian talked to the audience for a bit after performing the first song and expressed his excitement for being in New Orleans. My 3 favorite performances of the night were Ize Of The World, Reptilia, and Instant Crush by Daft Punk. Ize was lovely because it’s one of my favorite strokes songs EVER and JC + The Voidz covered it really fucking well. Reptilia was incredible just because of the audience singing every lyric back to Julian; the passion in the room was practically tangible. I love love loved the cover of Instant Crush (Julian called it a cover) because it’s just such a brilliant song. Julian also said that it was a surprise for us in NOLA and they weren’t sure they were going to perform it because their version was like 20 minutes long, but we all encouraged them to play it anyway–the longer, the better. I don’t remember the new Voidz songs specifically and how each one of them sounded, which makes me sad, but at last I got 2 of them recorded for you guys :’) The way that Julian performed throughout the night was exactly what we know him for: singing into the microphone sensually, lots of praying motions, awkward dance moves (love u bb), he even broke the mic in half at the end of the night and didn’t know what to do with it lol! Dem arms. Dem muscles. @_@ So he just pretended like it didn’t really happen. Gotta love him. The only thing that I was kind of frustrated with was how much Julian kept his back to the audience. I wanted to see more of that beautiful, flawless face. But dat azz was a nice view too, na'mean hehe.
   The band tried to leave without playing the last song titled Arabic and that’s when the audience began to cheer “ONE MORE SONG” over and over until Julian + The Voidz came back onstage to perform it for us, thank god. So sweet of them.
   Right before leaving the stage, Julian ran in front of the audience to grab our hands and say thanks for coming out, and luckily for me, I was the last person to hold his hand. Our palms were touching and he squeezed as he was pulling away, letting it linger longer than I thought possible (it was slow and sensual, lasted about 6 seconds), which was TOO MUCH FOR ME TO HANDLE so I was the first to let go. ahhhh my heart…

   The girls and I waited a few minutes for the audience to clear out before leaving, and we kept discussing ways to find Julian to meet him finally. That was a major goal of the night! We even went around the entire block of the building outside to see if there were secret exits. After stalking the tour bus out front…

[pic below features sticker on tour bus]

…and sitting on some steps waiting a bit (we witnessed a drug deal too, what a bonus), 1am rolled around and we couldn’t wait any longer. We were going to enter the venue one last time in search of Julian and then leave if he wasn’t inside.


We spotted him standing down from the stage, where the audience was during the show, surrounded by a few fans, so me and the girls rushed over immediately to hopefully get photos/autographs/one-on-one convo with him. We got all of the above :’)))))) ♥ It was… magical. I felt as if I was speaking with a friend because Julian was so chilled out and just friendly as hell. He kept joking around with everybody. No one was really bugging him too much, and that made me happy. I didn’t want him to be uncomfortable or pressured by people to do sh*t. When I finally got my chance to talk to him, I had to say how much of an inspiration he is to me. I basically conveyed that my life wouldn’t have purpose without his existence. I could tell that it was a little much for him, lol, but I just had to say it. My best friend Kristi explained how he changed her life by making her love music more and Julian joked back with her in a cocky but jokingly way, “Go on, go on… just kidding” *chuckle*

  After we finished with expressing our adoration to him, we asked him for photos and these are below.


[my best friend Kristi and Julian]

[Estephania and Julian-different camera]

We all just had chill friendly convos where we would ask questions here and  there, such as when I asked him "So how tall are you exactly?” to which Julian responded with “I am 6 foot 1 and ¾.” Me: “Damn. That’s specific and impressive haha” I also managed to bring up twitter and the fans, explaining how much we care about him online ♥ He was so gracious and sweet and kind about everything, but not arrogant one bit. He never rejected anyone when they asked for him to do stuff or take photos. I eventually asked if it would be too much to ask him if he could sign the setlist that I snagged, and of course, he politely obliged like the total sweetheart that he is. [Photo below]

While Julian was signing my set-list, I was talking to him about how beautiful his signature is because of the upside-down music note and said that I’ve practiced it a lot in my spare time. He said “Thanks, I’m glad you noticed.” I then proceeded to call him the “man of music” which made him chuckle. I asked about the rumors of him possibly playing shows with Albert soon and he said that he’s pretty excited about it, so that’s gonna happen I’m sure. I also wanted to know why he chose New Orleans for this secret show and he said that he’s wanted to play here for a while because he loves the city and One Eyed Jacks (I think he has a friend there). I then brought up that he’s been here before, during his solo tour and also with The Strokes for Jazz Fest, but Julian was like “Big festivals aren’t very personal. The crowd’s far away and it isn’t as enjoyable as small shows like this one,” so he’s a huge fan of personal shows, specifically private ones that aren’t announced until the day of. Sly one he is. ;) Julian was talking to Estephania about good places to eat in NYC, so I butted in by asking if he has a sweet tooth. Apparently not. I was like “BUT CHOCOLATE.” He didn’t hear me. haha

I forgot to show him the necklace that I was wearing of his face, although I have a feeling he saw it while onstage because at one point, he was staring down at my shirt and smiling. <3

There’s one more secret that I have no yet revealed and wanted to keep as a surprise…

Estephania told me later on that she talked with Julian about his birthsign when I was distracted. She asked what he considers himself to be since he is on the cusp of both Virgo and Leo. He said he sometimes finds traits from both signs in himself. He said that he’s a Virgo in the fact that he’s a perfectionist, then said “I was born at 11:44 if that means anything.” But he never specified if it was AM or PM. THAT IS VITAL INFO, JULES. I’ll find out one day i hope. I’m so glad that he cares about astrological birthsigns tho! That’s pretty major and super attractive. How could someone who’s flawless be even more perfect. jfc.

Ultimately, after we chit-chatted for a bit, hugged and chilled with him, we said our goodbyes. I told him “I wish you safe travels and good luck on the rest of your tour. Have a nice night” Julian replied with “Thank you very much, thanks.”

I think it’s safe to say that everybody at the show gave quite a good impression of our city and I really pray that he comes back again one day. There are so many things I still have left to say, but I am so grateful I was blessed with the opportunity of a lifetime to experience what I did. March 10th, 2014 changed my life.

Thanks for listening. I love you guys ♥ I hope this allowed you to be with me at the concert a little more than just in spirit.

Note: If you use any of these photos/quotes, please credit me and do not crop/edit! :) thaaaanks <3

hamilton songs
  • alexander hamilton: hi i'm alex love me pls
  • aaron burr, sir: mean guy ft french guy, fuckboy mulligan and my boyfriend
  • my shot: i have dreams listen to them
  • the story of tonight: we're gonna be famous y'all
  • the schuyler sisters: sister squad goals
  • farmer refuted: revolution bad. congress bad. hamilton need calm down.
  • you'll be back: i'm The King it's ok
  • right hand man: senpai noticed me
  • a winter's ball: fuckboy squad
  • helpless: i <3 u
  • satisfied: i <3 him too but it's ok i can manage
  • the story of tonight (reprise): fuckboys take the piss
  • wait for it: Bad Guy is sad
  • stay alive: don't die pls thanks
  • ten duel commandments: meet me in the pit
  • meet me inside: y don't u love me daddy
  • that would be enough: fuck i knocked her up
  • guns and ships: french guy is cool
  • history has its eyes on you: morals and shit
  • yorktown: fight fight boom boom. immigrants. victory?
  • what comes next: i'm still The King it's ok
  • dear theodosia: oh fuck i knocked her up 2.0
  • non-stop: @y'all pls stop harassing alex
  • what'd i miss: guess who's back. back again.
  • cabinet battle #1: hamilton is Angry
  • take a break: eliza shhh senpai noticed me
  • say no to this: oops
  • the room where it happens: burr gets Jealous
  • schuyler defeated: burr is Petty
  • cabinet battle #2: hamilton gets Angrier
  • washington on your side: high school bullies take the US government
  • one last time: daddy come back
  • i know him: i'm still The King it's ok but i'm confused
  • the adams administration: swear central
  • we know:
  • hurricane: hi i'm alex love me pls pt. 2
  • burn: taylor swift breakup song
  • blow us all away: Daddy Burr and Daddy Hamilton
  • stay alive (reprise): LEAVE ME ALONE IM NOT OK
  • it's quiet uptown: SHUT UP IM STILL CRYING
  • the election of 1800: suck it burr
  • your obedient servant: Sass Battle
  • best of wives and best of women: domestic & cute
  • the world was wide enough: yeah i'm gonna shoot at the sky that's gonna work right?
  • who lives, who dies, who tells your story: morals and shit pt. 2 but i'm not listening because i'm sill crying