The List: that compilation of celebrity crushes for whom
your spouse must give you a free pass in the extremely unlikely* event
that you should meet a celebrity crush who wants to take you to bed.
*It would be more likely that you
would win the lottery and get hit by lightning at the same time. That kind of
extreme unlikeliness.
Don’t we all have a List? I was
chatting with a dear friend, whom I thought I knew as well as I know myself,
and was shocked to discover she did not have a List! This led to a full
explanation of the workings of The List, how many people can be on it, how it
can be updated, how someone can get cut or another person can be inducted. The
List is dynamic by definition—never static. This friend is an excellent
learner, and in no time she had compiled a rather lengthy and diverse List. I
was so proud of her.
When girlfriends and I share with
one another who makes up our Lists, I try not to be judgmental. Everyone has
her own tastes. (Except for a friend who lusts for Pitbull—I’m sorry, I really
don’t get that!!) But when it comes to my husband’s List, I feel the need to
persuade him that certain choices are not worthy of his List. Or that his taste
and judgment are poor. Yes, I like to tell him who should and should not be on
his List. Isn’t that what a good wife does?
My List, of course, shows excellent
taste. Being the anglophile I am, 90% of The List is made of men from the U.K.
and Ireland. Recent inductees include the very fine Michael Fassbender and
Idris Elba. Richard Armitage made the list a couple of years ago when I
discovered that he IS my vampire, Gabriel Augustine. (from my novel) Since then
Mr. Armitage has held a Top Five position, along with the likes of Colin Firth
and Liam Neeson.
Fantasy is a wonderful thing.
Writers, who spend so much of their lives living in imaginary worlds they have
created, tend to have rich fantasy lives. Do YOU have a List? Please feel free
to share who might be on it—as long as it isn’t Pitbull.
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