Blond(e)s don't necessarily have more fun
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donnaimmaculataI should be writing my HP Beholder fic, but the muses aren’t cooperating (someone poke me with a pointy stick), and so I decided to make a picspam instead that is most relevant to my interests.
So. This picspam is brought to you by the fact that I watched Being Human last week and then checked out Desperate Romantics and, despite not being sold on either, I am so sold on Aidan Turner. He is much better than the shows he appears in. (A trait that he shares with Richard Armitage, who has the most lamentable taste in scripts. Oh, the crap I’ve waded through to catch a glimpse of teh Armitage’s bare abs!) But he is young and there’s still hope.
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suzanne_taylor and I reminisced about our television viewing habits in the 1980s/1990s, and the name “Remington Steele” might just have been mentioned. Come to think of it, the mentioning might have been done by me.
Anyway. There is a strong theme there that is worth being illustrated: throughout the ages, I have always shown a strong preference for tall, dark-haired, skinny men (and women, too), and this is what this picspam is all about.
Let’s start with Remington Steele.
Pierce Brosnan was 28 when he played that role. God, was he a grown-up, sophisticated man! (I was, like, 12.) Pretty, too.
Theirlovewassoinneedofconsumation! Stephanie Zimbalist has my eternal admiration for having survived the fashion eccentricities of the 1980s with her dignity intact.
Assuzanne_taylor pointed out, Kyle MacLachlan was likewise 28 when he played the – likewise – very grown-up Agent Cooper.
Would you believe that I’ve never seen Twin Peaks? When it was running back then, in the 90s, I didn’t realise until the third or fourth week that it was worth watching, and then it was too late to join in, because I had missed the beginning. I wanted to watch it entirely unspoiled, starting with the first episode. I’ve had it on DVD for ages now, but, somehow, other, ah, interests always get in the way.
It didn’t stop me from crushing on young, pre-op Lara Flynn Boyle. I even had a Lara wallpaper for a while.
At around the same time, I was smitten by Linda Fiorentino. The Last Seduction was breathtaking, and she was so much more fanciable a femme fatale than Sharon Stone.
And speaking of the ladies, I just have to include Michelle Gomez.
Who is beautiful, foul-mouthed and Scottish.
The 1990s were the years of Johnny Depp. We all know what Johnny Depp looks like, but it can’t hurt to remind ourselves, can it?
My favourite Johnny role is Agent Sands, btw.
Fancying Johnny didn’t stop me from fancying Keanu Reeves as well, who was the hottest thing on God’s green earth in his Point Break and My own private Idaho days.
I can’t believe I don’t own Idaho yet. It was the film of my mid and late teenage years. I made myself look older by a clever application of make-up to sneak into the cinema to see it. Four times a week!
Okay, fast-forward a decade or so. Suddenly, there was David Tennant.
Whose hair is almost not dark enough, but he makes up for it by having a) a reddish hue to his hair b) freckles c) a collarbone to die for and
d) the skinniest hips a girl can dream of. Also, by being exceedingly lickable.
Then there’s Richard Armitage. I’m very conflicted.
On the one hand there’s this.
On the other hand, Robin Hood and Spooks must be two of the worst shows ever made. But, I suffer bravely.
And there are compensations.
Let’s talk about Jane Austen for a moment here. Her heroes don’t really do it for me, but her villains do. And I can’t forgive the BBC for the horrible casting of Mr Wickham in the otherwise excellent miniseries.
Where the miniseries failed, Lost in Austen delivered.
This is Tom Riley, who was the best Wickham ever and totally embodied the character in a way that made me happy in all the right places.
And this is Ben Barnes, who is about the same age as Tom Riley and whom I should likewise fancy, but there’s something lacking.
But he is very pretty.
This young man is very pretty, too. I don’t know anything about him.
And finally, the man who inspired this whole post.
Aidan Turner does soulful very well. And he’s got a dreamy voice and an Irish accent.
His playing age here is roughly the same as Pierce Brosnan’s was in Remington Steele. I find it most amusing how the perception and depiction of men in their mid and late twenties has changed within the space of 20+ years. In 1989, it was all suits and sophistication. In 2009, it’s brightly coloured t-shirts and fingerless gloves.
And on a completely shallow note: just look at those ribs! Y SO LICKABLE AIDAN?
Next time, I might talk about my love for red hair and freckles. Pictorial evidence including Ewan McGregor and Julianne Moore.
So. This picspam is brought to you by the fact that I watched Being Human last week and then checked out Desperate Romantics and, despite not being sold on either, I am so sold on Aidan Turner. He is much better than the shows he appears in. (A trait that he shares with Richard Armitage, who has the most lamentable taste in scripts. Oh, the crap I’ve waded through to catch a glimpse of teh Armitage’s bare abs!) But he is young and there’s still hope.
Moreover,
suzanne_taylor and I reminisced about our television viewing habits in the 1980s/1990s, and the name “Remington Steele” might just have been mentioned. Come to think of it, the mentioning might have been done by me.Anyway. There is a strong theme there that is worth being illustrated: throughout the ages, I have always shown a strong preference for tall, dark-haired, skinny men (and women, too), and this is what this picspam is all about.
Let’s start with Remington Steele.
Pierce Brosnan was 28 when he played that role. God, was he a grown-up, sophisticated man! (I was, like, 12.) Pretty, too.
Theirlovewassoinneedofconsumation! Stephanie Zimbalist has my eternal admiration for having survived the fashion eccentricities of the 1980s with her dignity intact.
As
suzanne_taylor pointed out, Kyle MacLachlan was likewise 28 when he played the – likewise – very grown-up Agent Cooper.Would you believe that I’ve never seen Twin Peaks? When it was running back then, in the 90s, I didn’t realise until the third or fourth week that it was worth watching, and then it was too late to join in, because I had missed the beginning. I wanted to watch it entirely unspoiled, starting with the first episode. I’ve had it on DVD for ages now, but, somehow, other, ah, interests always get in the way.
It didn’t stop me from crushing on young, pre-op Lara Flynn Boyle. I even had a Lara wallpaper for a while.
At around the same time, I was smitten by Linda Fiorentino. The Last Seduction was breathtaking, and she was so much more fanciable a femme fatale than Sharon Stone.
And speaking of the ladies, I just have to include Michelle Gomez.
Who is beautiful, foul-mouthed and Scottish.
The 1990s were the years of Johnny Depp. We all know what Johnny Depp looks like, but it can’t hurt to remind ourselves, can it?
My favourite Johnny role is Agent Sands, btw.
Fancying Johnny didn’t stop me from fancying Keanu Reeves as well, who was the hottest thing on God’s green earth in his Point Break and My own private Idaho days.
I can’t believe I don’t own Idaho yet. It was the film of my mid and late teenage years. I made myself look older by a clever application of make-up to sneak into the cinema to see it. Four times a week!
Okay, fast-forward a decade or so. Suddenly, there was David Tennant.
Whose hair is almost not dark enough, but he makes up for it by having a) a reddish hue to his hair b) freckles c) a collarbone to die for and
d) the skinniest hips a girl can dream of. Also, by being exceedingly lickable.
Then there’s Richard Armitage. I’m very conflicted.
On the one hand there’s this.
On the other hand, Robin Hood and Spooks must be two of the worst shows ever made. But, I suffer bravely.
And there are compensations.
Let’s talk about Jane Austen for a moment here. Her heroes don’t really do it for me, but her villains do. And I can’t forgive the BBC for the horrible casting of Mr Wickham in the otherwise excellent miniseries.
Where the miniseries failed, Lost in Austen delivered.
This is Tom Riley, who was the best Wickham ever and totally embodied the character in a way that made me happy in all the right places.
And this is Ben Barnes, who is about the same age as Tom Riley and whom I should likewise fancy, but there’s something lacking.
But he is very pretty.
This young man is very pretty, too. I don’t know anything about him.
And finally, the man who inspired this whole post.
Aidan Turner does soulful very well. And he’s got a dreamy voice and an Irish accent.
His playing age here is roughly the same as Pierce Brosnan’s was in Remington Steele. I find it most amusing how the perception and depiction of men in their mid and late twenties has changed within the space of 20+ years. In 1989, it was all suits and sophistication. In 2009, it’s brightly coloured t-shirts and fingerless gloves.
And on a completely shallow note: just look at those ribs! Y SO LICKABLE AIDAN?
Next time, I might talk about my love for red hair and freckles. Pictorial evidence including Ewan McGregor and Julianne Moore.
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Date: 2010-03-15 12:36 am (UTC)I find it most amusing how the perception and depiction of men in their mid and late twenties has changed within the space of 20+ years.
Dude, when I saw your first picture, that's what I thought too lol
Looking forward to the red hair and freckles post \o/
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Date: 2010-03-15 09:39 am (UTC)That was a fun picspam to make. Glad you found some enjoyment in it ;-)