Much of my Tuesday was spent hanging out with Christine, a creepy FD lurker who loves her some Bepa. Thank God Christine was around (and not actually creepy at all), because as we were walking the grounds with our Honey Deuces, I got thuper exthited when I saw Petko. So much so that it took Christine to point that she was hitting with Ana. We got all squealy and planted our butts right in front.
Christine had never seen Ana in person before (or Petko for that matter, if I recall) and I waxed poetic about how both ladies had the ability to make you melty, regardless of gender or sexual orientation. I also went off about how nice Ana is and how if you talk to her she'll totally make eye contact with you and pretty much acknowledge anyone who says anything to her. To prove my point, we waited around until Ana was done practicing and as she left the court I said "Good luck tomorrow, Ana." She looked up (she typically walks with her head down), smiled, looked me dead in the eye, and said "Thank you." Point proven.
On my Ana high, I decided to give it a go with Petko as she left the court. "Good luck tonight, Andrea. We'll be there cheering for you." She gave her badass grin, said thanks, and went on her way, signing autographs for whomever was wise enough to ask. They're both so awesome.
I'm telling you, Leather is the best thing ever. Oh! And she was sitting down while Ana was practicing so I leaned forward and said "Marija!" She turned, I waved, and she smiled that huge grin she has. I know, I was being a dork. I blame the heat and the vodka.
Oh, and here are pics of Leather giving Ana an ice massage. On court.