After tonight's Faust at Covent Garden, simulcast around the world, there was something Vittorio Grigolo just couldn't wait to tell the folks back home.
Wait, it's coming...
A swift salute first....
....and here it is. Banned on the field of dreams; rising phoenix-like on the lyric stage. The celebratory undergarment:
Look, Vittorio loves his Mamma! And his Papa too:
Not to mention London (smart move):
Not to be outshone by a mere tenor, Angela Gheorghiu attempted to compete by flaunting a cuddly toy she'd wrested from Rene Pape. Sorry Angela, no contest:
