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->>Mateo Ignacio Adalberto
But I prefer: Matt | Ignacio | Iggy
Blow out those candles on: September 22nd
This is who I am: The Actor
Originally from: Prior to California, this pretty boy was brought up in the cobbled streets of Spain. Well, not literally in the cobble streets. Not at all. He was in a nice paved driveway, acres of fresh green grass and statues and fountains scattered about when they were aesthetically pleasing to the eye.
E! True Hollywood Story: His Father is one of the Judges in the Supreme Court of Spain. While that really had no affect on the boy, his Mother was a very well known Actress in the Spanish world. While the movies never really hit the States, within the country, she was very, very popular. Although, some people outside of Spain know her for the movies, but typically it is just those native to his country. She was one of the reasons that he actually began his career. His mother had suggested that he try out for one of the school plays, and then a commercial, the list goes on. At a time when his mother and he had been in California due to an audition that was there, and that they have a beach house there, Mateo wound up falling in love with the state. There was just something about the shining sun and the many nice cars that really did it for him – mainly the cars. Ever since he turned fifteen, he had been living in California, although randomly brought back to Spain by his Parents’ wishes.
Turn it up: Atlas – by Battles
Gimme More:
♫ Cars. He really, really likes cars.
♫ California.
♫ Musicals – he adores Broadway.
♫ Acting.
♫ Bit of alcohol here and there – he’s not really a big drinker.
♫ Hair color – as in changing the color of his hair.
♫ Anything from the 18th Century and 1920’s.
♫ Lilacs.
♫ While he may not be a full transvestite, not even close – he likes his genitals thank you – he does love to dress femininely or in women’s clothes.
♫ Nail polish.
♫ Butterflies.
♫ Hip bones – his own bit of a fetish.
♫ Cats.
♫ Reading – Duh.
♫ Soccer.
♫ Sun! Looooves the sun.
♫ Old Movies.
♫ Chocolate.
♫ Loud people and places.
♫ Parties.
Keep Away:
♪ Clowns. Those things are FREAKY.
♪ Ice cream.
♪ Rain.
♪ Dancing ... He really has no rhythm.
♪ Waiting.
♪ Bad Grammar – even if English is his second language.
♪ Technology – it’s really not his friend.
♪ Heat ... Sweating is nasty.
♪ Cartoons (animes are okay, the stupid American ones tweak him out.)
♪ Fish. For pets or food.
♪ Cooking – the kitchen somehow always winds up with a fire.
♪ Dogs ... They don’t like him much.
♪ Nose rings.
♪ Rap music.
♪ Hospitals.
♪ Cake.
♪ Kids.
♪ Photos – he hates getting his picture taken.
♪ Smoking ... It smells so bad.
♪ Pants hanging off someone’s arse.
Save Me:
♦ Clowns.
♦ Lady Bugs.
♦ Germs.
♦ Any form of surgery.
♦ Not making anything with his life.
 Chokuro · Thu Aug 07, 2008 @ 08:12pm · 0 Comments |
