You may find this weird, but I'm a huge fan of Madame Tussaud's Wax Museum. I spent a month in London a loooong time ago when I was 20 (wow, a really long time ago) and the Wax Museum was one of my favorite stops (right after Stonehenge which was just fucking nuts!). I spent a good part of the day wandering through the various areas of that freaking museum just amazed at how realistic this shit is. I especially loved the Chamber of Horrors but I think you already knew I was a bit demented.
And if I couldn't get enough of the waxy folks, I also hit the Rock Circus, another part of Madame Tussaud's featuring rock stars only. The cool thing about this place is that you put on headphones and as you walk around, the music changes to whoever you happen to be ogling at that moment. It's designed in a ramp style so you walk upwards until you reach the top where Robert Plant stands singing Stairway To Heaven. Very cool (especially for us Zeppelin fans!).
More recently, I hit the Madame Tussaud's in NYC. I'm a little older, a little bolder, and of course my girlfriend and I had to get all silly and shit and have our pictures taken with a hundred different characters. It was fun to go back and look at some of the photos - and imagine my surprise when I found this one. Guess my obsession with vampires started a while ago. Although he is definitely not a VILF for sure! Yeesh, I think he wants to suck my blooooood!
Why am I telling you the history of my wax fetish? Well... I just read that Robert Pattinson is currently being made into a wax figure that will show up in both the London and New York museums on March 25. The story (found here) says the press release "sounds suspiciously like a cover for Robsessed Tussaud employees to indulge themselves studying hundreds of photos and poring through hours of video to ensure that they capture RPattz's trademark sultry expression." Hmmm... I think I'd offer to do that for free. Come to think of it, I DO do that for free!
God, I really hope they get this right! From the initial photo, I'm loving the smirk. I'm totally thinking this is going to warrant a field trip to NYC because fuck me, this might be the closest I ever get to getting my picture taken with him... Or kissing him... Or dry humping the fuck out of his leg. I have a feeling that poor waxy Rob is going to get sexually abused like nobody's business. They may have to rope him off or keep him behind glass to keep all us sluts from kissing his shiny red wax lips right off. Or from stripping him naked to find out if he's anatomically correct (and hopefully well-endowed.) I know I'm going to try and sneak in for a lick or two. Depending on how intoxicated I am, maybe I'll even try and drag him into a closet and have my way with him.
Level with me whores... will you be making a Madame Tussaud's pilgrimage anytime soon? If so, what are your plans for our waxy precious? Or am I the only pathetic sicko who's excited to see if they make him sparkle?