I, like most everyone in this country, love True Blood. I’ve had an infatuation with vampire books, shows and movies since waaay before they were cool. I was a strange child. A show like True Blood was right up my alley. Even though I think Sookie is a fool for wanting anything to do with Bill and not jumping on the Eric train. Or the Alcide Express. Sorry, I got distracted, I dig this show. And without a doubt, Lafayette is my hero. I aspire to be him when I grow up.
His makeup game, is always on point. He has more attitude and sass than a Southern kiddie beauty queen. And his turbans!?! They make me want to be a better person. And strive to wear turbans myself.
This past season of True Blood just did not give me enough of my LaLa. But the season finale? It gave me what I needed.
Another superb turban, margaritas, and body rolling. Thank you, LaLa. Til we meet again.