Excuse me, but a life-sized, bloody, be-kilted Jamie Fraser exists in the Starz offices. WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THIS INFORMATION?
Collapse in a heap?
Get belligerent that he’s not in three dimensions?
Just … stare?
Start a riot?
Be sexually confused?
Find a way to legally marry a cardboard cut-out?
Plot to steal him?
Give all this up and just get to the point?
THAT SEEMS ABOUT RIGHT.
OMG YOU GUYS. The belt. The bloody shoulder. The DIRK. The stance. The kilt. THE COAT. The boots. The complete lack of things I thought were going to be weird and ugly (like furry sporrans and argyle stockings)! HE’S PERFECT. HE IS JAMES ALEXANDER MALCOLM MACKENZIE FRASER. DAMMIT!!!!
Confession: When we were first married, I had a life-size cardboard cut-out of Aragorn from Lord of the Rings in our bedroom. When we moved out of our first apartment, my husband used it as packing material. But he still let him hang out IN OUR MARITAL BEDROOM for over a year. I can swing one of these. Feel free to mass produce them, Starz. Or yanno, send me that one.
Also: if you didn’t know, we’re pretty famous around here for the cardboard Jumping Rob and other things related to cardboard cutout Edward Cullen. So I think it’s definitely up to us to make cardboard Jamie Fraser a veritable sensation. Who’s with me?
THAT COULD BE YOU, JAMMF.
