Great Celebrity Sighting or Greatest Celebrity Sighting?

Basically, yesterday was too good to be true.

Right after I was celebrating the placement of two good friends in Madrid alongside me, I left my house and, a few minutes later, guess who I ran into?

THIS HOTTIE!

That’s right, the mother-effing DUQUESA DE ALBA!!!!! My heroine! For those of you who aren’t fortunate enough to know about this fine lady, she’s a billionaire Spanish duchess who resides primarily in Sevilla, is the most-titled person in the world, and, well, is stunningly gorgeous, but I don’t need to tell you that.

My friends and I are a bit obsessed with her, and we’ve been dying to see her all year. In fact, we had planned to visit her palace on Sunday and leave our calling cards, but rain got in the way. We did, however, see a sort of kind of Duquesa lookalike in Marbella?

Maybe? If you squint? Or perhaps it's just typical old lady hair?

And then, there I was, walking down Calle O’Donnell, and I spotted her. My heart caught in my throat, and I froze. I wanted to take a picture of her but was too flabbergasted (and it would have been too obvious), so I settled for the mental picture instead. She kind of just looked like any normal old lady, slightly less ugly (er, I mean beautiful) with sunglasses on, shopping with a female friend. No one even seemed to notice her! Perhaps Sevillanos get their fair share of Cayetana sightings, but I about died.

Be still, my heart.

So, let’s just say, with less than two weeks left in lovely Sevilla and 3.5 weeks until I go home to California, things are kind of really, really awesome at the moment.