Most days I don’t feel that old… In fact, there are days I feel as though I’m still eighteen. Today really isn’t one of those days, because SOMEBODY asked about TV shows that date me, and I was forced to admit my age. Truthfully, I wasn’t really allowed to watch TV before I was a pre-teen (not that I really wanted to, with only one TV station!) so my TV watching really didn’t start until…well… late enough, okay??
So, here I am, contemplating TV shows, and being guided by the crushes I had on the male (and occasionally female) characters. I’ll confess the three I remembered with exceptional fondness, from latest to oldest…
La Femme Nikita—the original, of course, with Peta Wilson and Roy Dupuis—which ran from 1997 to 2001. Oh, my, how I loved Nikita… and Michael. I’d’ve done either of them had they come calling. This was the first truly conflicted, kick-ass heroine I remember seeing, and I was blown away. Loved the plot. Loved the conflict. Loved the sense of darkness and danger and an inability to escape any of it… Yeah…
Highlander, the series (1992-1998) with the delicious Adrian Paul, who wasn’t really that good looking but had the kind of presence and body that could make a woman lose her mind just a little. He could TANGO, people! And carried a sword! And wore a long, sexy coat to hide said sword. (As an aside, anyone who doesn’t appreciate just how much male fashion really does change needs to watch this show. Who remembers when jean looked as though they started up under a man’s shoulderblades???) Oh, and Peter Wingfield was in it too… and I thought him rather yummy. Not as delectable as Duncan MacLeod, but hey, who was?
So, what show that I loved dates me the most?
Tom Selleck was awesome—handsome, personable, anti-establishment. I wanted to be his girlfriend, zooming around in his flashy (borrowed) car, flying in the helicopter, getting into scrapes with him… getting into everything with him. I have no problem admitting I had a poster of him up on my wall until my parents were about to sell their house, which wasn’t really that long ago. It started out in my bedroom and stayed exactly where I’d first put it when that room became my sewing room. *sigh* And, you know what? He’s still got it. Well, not the anti-establishment part in his roles lately, but the rest of it? Oh, yeah, he’s still got it! (And who knew Donnie Wahlberg would turn out so well after his boy-band start??)
You know what? If I can still remember those days, and still feel excited when talking about them, maybe I’m not as old I think I am! 🙂
For some reason writing this blog post was hard. Maybe it’s because the older I get is the more sex symbols I acquire. You know what I mean—just because a person gets older, or I get older, doesn’t mean I drop that hottie from the sexy-as-hell list. So, in my case, there were too many to choose from—old hunks, fictional hunks, young hunks—and my brain started going into overdrive. “Danger, danger! System overload…”
Then I suddenly realized there was something most of my sex symbols have in common…they all move. No, no, not like get up and walk across the room. I mean they REALLY move—dance or fight or do martial arts—something physically demanding and utterly awesome. Some of them aren’t even handsome in a traditional sense but, damn, who cares with the moves these guys can do? So, here I present a small, eclectic sampling of my acquired sex symbols from past to present, and I hope you enjoy!
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I knew almost nothing about ballet when I saw the movie, The Turning Point, but afterwards I was hooked—on Baryshnikov. How could he get his body into those positions? I wanted to know…personally…up close…very, very close…
There’s something about a man in a trench coat, carrying a sword that’s irresistible, and when that man is Adrian Paul (“Duncan MacLeod, of the Clan MacLeod.” *sigh*), I’m done…or undone might be the more accurate phrase. To make it worse he not only wields a sword but does martial arts and dances a mean tango too. Yum!! Yes, when I see the reruns I desperately want to put him in a pair of low-slung jeans, but even with his waistband up way too high he’s still hot!
Forget about the ridged forehead (although that could get interesting…just sayin’), have you seen that Klingon use a Bat’leth? Now, don’t get me wrong, if Michael Dorn came to my door as himself there would be no turning him away. Just his voice alone is enough to do it for me. But if he turned up as Worf? The hubby might have a hard time getting me back!
O.M.G. There are a host of martial arts experts in the movie industry and I enjoy most of them, but Jet Li is the man for me. He’s cute, cut and has the nicest Chinese accent, but it’s the moves, people. The moves! There is a scene in the movie The One where Jet does a standing side kick that Rocks. My. World. every time I see it. Not to mention how he saved his daughter’s life during the tsunami in 2004. *melt*
I’m old enough to know better but hold on to your drawers…didya see Magic Mike? Can that boy move or WHAT? Good actor, cute guy, really nice body, but it was when I saw him shaking it on the stage that my head went up and I was like WHOA…
So there’s a tiny taste of my sexy list. Have you found there’s a common thread running through your list of hot men or women? On January 8th Sabrina admitted brains is what gets her going…what’s your top criteria??