10 Things I Learned from Il Divo

Last night I took my mum to an Il Divo concert in Sydney, where I (and my credit card) are currently recovering from a day's shopping. But I digress... My mother has had a thing for this operatic boy band for a while now. I figured it was the combination of good-looking, well-dressed guys and beautiful voices but I didn't REALLY understand until the boys appeared on stage last night. I was a convert before they finished belting out their first number (in Italian, no less) and at concert's end I joined the crowd in a rowdy standing ovation. I did not, however, throw underwear or join the throng of women that swarmed the stage.



What did I learn from the Il Divo concert?

1. No matter what their age, women can be groupies.
2. When it comes to sex appeal, sometimes less is more. (And a bare chest isn't always necessary.)
3. I now understand the term "hooded gaze."
4. The impact of a beautiful baritone. (Be still, my hormones.)
5. You haven't heard Unchained Melody until you've heard it sung in Italian.
6. The effect of a hint of accent. (I swear, if my name were Isabelle and I heard it uttered in exactly that accent...swoon.)
7. I now understand the appeal of the Latin lover.
8. Never mock one's mother for taking binoculars--one may want to borrow them.
9. The power of a song written for, and sung expressly to, every Mama in the audience.
10. Tall, dark and sexy comes in many guises. Viva la difference!