The truth is that when the Lord of the Rings movies came out, I was but a young girl in my late teens (and I think two months into my twenties for the last one). I was all Legolas this and Legolas that, obsessed with Orlando Bloom, enjoying his blue-eyed blond-haired physical flawlessness.
Well, let me tell you something: I was an idiot and a fool.
How did I fail to comprehend the utter magnificence of Viggo Mortensen as Aragorn?
I always appreciated him in a sort of ‘yeah, he’ll do while Legolas isn’t around’ way, but he was too old and too shaggy for my tastes.
Now that I am a mature adult, I have re-watched the LOTR movies in their entirety for the first time in years, and it turns out that Aragorn is so attractive that he actually gave me goosebumps a couple times just by BEING HOT.
Magnificent. To (slightly mis)quote the always quotable Lorelai Gilmore: “I’m currently one of the women sitting home, thinking, ‘If I could only find a man like Aragorn…'”