mtemplar_fic | OH PLEASE!!!!

Why oh why did I not choose a different career?

Yet for top-flight theatre designer Katrina Lindsay, measuring up the Time Lord for his next Shakespeare role is just part of another day at the office. And if that's not enough to drive his fans wild with envy, she even gets to tinker with his tights and mull over his inside leg measurement.

"Oh, he's quite the old pro with all that," she chuckles, revealing that the charismatic Dr Who star is as laid-back off-screen when it comes to tricky costume fittings as he is on screen taking on Dalek Sec and crushing the Cybermen. "He's really very down to earth, no diva behaviour – none at all."

Katrina is having to yell over the racket of hammering and thumping in the background, as builders go about creating the epic set for the next Royal Shakespeare Company production, Love's Labour's Lost, starring the Dr Who leading man. She's somewhere in London – a long way from Colinton village, where she was raised – phone glued to her ear while she watches over the noisy process of construction and settles down to perfect her designs for those all-important costumes.

So, on behalf of female fans the nation over, it was only fair to ask whether this time around, she just might be willing to dress the heart-throb actor in something a little, ahem, less 'restrictive' than the Elizabethan ruffs and doublet traditionally found in a Shakespeare play ...

"A thong!" she gasps, "you want him in a thong! Well, I really don't think so. It's Shakespeare! Nice try, but honestly, that wouldn't quite be right.

"No, he'll be dressed fairly traditionally. I'm sorry!"

Guh. Original article here: http://living.scotsman.com/features/David-Tennant---Career.4512543.jp