You know how they say news comes in threes? Apparently, so do my celebrity crushes.
It all started one summer long, long ago when three of the world’s most eligible bachelors got married: Britain’s Prince Andrew (the Prince Harry of his day), Mark Harmon, and the daily comic strip’s Peter Parker. (Oh, c’mon, you know who he is!)
My types seem to know no bounds. One year it was Lorenzo Lamas in Renegade, Joe Lando from Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman, and… some other good-looking guy I can’t remember. Unlike the first two, though, he didn’t have long hair. Maybe it was Mark Harmon.
The next year it was David Hyde Pierce (whom I still adore), the little-known David Marciano from the early years of Due South, and… crap! I can’t remember #3. Again. But he too was of the not-particularity-handsome, follicely-challenged type. See? I look for inner beauty as well.
These days, I seem to have reverted to the rugged, handsome type.
First there’s Stephen Amell, whom I didn’t crush on until recently. Arrow‘s winter hiatus gave me a chance to catch up on the series, where I became fascinated, not with his abs, but with the way he stands and moves. He’s incredibly graceful. His interviews gave me a sense of his personality, which just made me like him more. Then again, he is Canadian, and they are, by nature, quite charming. He’s terrific about interacting with his fans, and he’s become quite the philanthropist, raising money first for cancer research with his “Fuck Cancer” campaign (a bit of a tribute to his mother, a cancer survivor), and now with mental health. (Specific charity to be determined.) And I can’t seem to stop watching this video . My specific favorite moments occur at :55 (long jumper in a former life?) and 3:40 where he runs about 6 feet up a freakin’ wall!
Next we have Daniel Lissing. I swear, this guy could have chemistry with a fence post. Along with a host of other Americans, I first saw him in Last Resort, where he played a Navy SEAL. (I mentioned his prettiness and eyelashes when writing about the show.) Now he stars in Hallmark Channel’s When Calls the Heart. where he plays a Mountie—a role originated in a tv movie of the same name by… wait for it.. Stephen Amell. Besides all the obvious things, I love his American accent. You’d never know he’s Australian.
And finally, along with millions of other women, there’s Outlander‘s Sam Heughan. Massive popularity is bound to happen when you play perhaps the most beloved romantic hero of any written work. (I hesitate to say “literature” because that connotes something these novels are not.) This new obsession has given me numerous hours of entertainment. His My Peak Challenge not only raises money for Leukaemia and Lymphoma Research (it’s UK based, hence the spelling), it encourages us lazy-bones to get off our butts, and gives us yet another workout video I can’t stop watching. He amuses us (and costar Caitriona [say “Katrina”] Balfe) with unintentional porn. [Snort!] And while I’m not on Twitter or Instagram much, he obliges his fans with regularly posted selfies. (Which I just leaned is a symptom of narcissism in men. But he gets a free pass because it is, after all, what women want.)
Hmm. It seems the age of the my crushes remain in the mid-30’s, all the while I’m getting older. It’s one of the reasons aging is sort of annoying. But, then again, it is better than the alternative. 😉