LEATHER.
PANTS.
So basically, I imprinted on him (YES, JUST LIKE IN TWILIGHT) and now we're fated to be forever-buddies and the dress code at our wedding ceremony will require that you purchase a sombrero and a glitter gun, so you should start prepping accordingly.
NOW THEN, let me give you all the delicious deets of our first meeting. Myself and the other bloggers arrived on the gorgeous forest set and were taken to a cozy trailer to wait for our first interview. I was out of my mind with nervousness, and also exceptionally cold, because I'd decided to wear my "I am a fancy professional who is definitely not about to barf on herself!" jacket, despite the fact that it was 35 degrees and raining. My teeth were chattering, I wasn't entirely sure how to turn on my recorder, and I suddenly couldn't remember how to pronounce the word "Hello" (are the l's silent?). But when Sam Claflin stepped into the trailer, wearing a Faramir-esque knee-length coat and the aforementioned LEATHER PANTS, his face lit up by a giant, genuine grin, none of that mattered. Being in the same room as Sam Claflin is a lot like getting accepted into Hogwarts: you are all at once filled with uncontrollable giddiness, and all of your worries melt away, and you can also transform teapots into baby pandas just by blinking (I did this 3 times by accident during the interview, but no one noticed, obviously, because LEATHER. PANTS.)
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