You know, watching Rock of Love has made me a bit nostalgic these last few weeks. I mean kissing Bret Michaels after he’s swabbed his groupies’ mouths out with his tongue is about appealing to me as, I don’t know, say, my getting swabbed for a culture of the throat or vagina. Nonetheless, it’s made me reminisce about the great celeb crushes of my past and where they’ve ended up. (Hint: it also gave me an idea for my first Valentine giveaway – check it out below!)
First, there was Shaun Cassidy, the man who’s hair always feathered back WAY better than mine ever did.
After I failed to return his calls throughout the 80’s, he moved on to become a writer and producer, so I’d say he’s done okay for himself. Note that I also moved on to love my hair for what it is — straight as a board, fine as baby fuzz — and now accept that I will never, ever be able to wear my hair as well as Shaun.
Next — or maybe it was at the same time — there was Peter Brady, known in the civilian world as Christopher Knight. Aw, man did I heart me some Petey in those days! (Wait, why does that sound dirty?) Anyway, after finishing the series and what seemed like a lifetime of Brady Wedding/Baby/Miscellaneous Life Event movie reunions, he’s now back starring in his own reality TV show, My Fair Brady, entertaining us with his marriage to a much younger, hot model with a ‘tude. They have insightful discussions about fear of commitment, shoe lifts, and boob jobs.
Yeah, that was my reaction, too.
Somewhere along the way I fell for Scott Baio, although not as much as my blogging pal Mini did in her youth, but I sort of liked him when he was Charles in Charge. Now, he’s an alleged recovering womanizer who got a woman preggo and in charge of nothing but being all whiny and pathetic about it. Naturally, this means he has a reality TV show on Vh1. Bravo, Scott!
I also had a crush on C. Thomas Howell after seeing him in 1983’s The Outsiders.
My crush lasted until CT did a little movie called Soul Man, in which he got into a college by pretending to be a black man, donning shoe polish and ‘fro in the process. The movie did wonders for his career — and for my love.
Oh, and Kevin Costner in Bull Durham was awesome-sexy. Loved it! But that was before he spent a lot of money to swim with the dolphins. Now, he just kind of annoys me, ya know? How could I love such a frowny face?
And last but not least, there was the actor I lusted after all through college and into my 20’s. Great roles, piercing blue eyes, devilish grin…
Yep, that’s him.
(And that was before his drunk driving, anti-semitic, one flew over the cuckoo’s nest arrest.)
Looking back, I realize my real love life during those years was actually much better and more uplifting in comparison — and that’s quite a statement. I don’t get crushes on celebrities anymore, which is probably a good thing for me…and them, considering where some ended up.
Who were — or are — your great celebrity loves? Have they fared better than mine?
LET ME KNOW (OR LEAVE ANY COMMENT) AND YOU’LL GET A CHANCE TO WIN A $25 GIFT CERTIFICATE FROM AMAZON! Yeah, $25 because I’m feeling the love, baby. It’s my first Valentine giveaway, plus I need to get moving on the random acts of kindness resolution, so…Leave your comment by February 12th and I’ll have one of my talented children pull one name from a hat in an unaudited drawing.