It's so strange, I debated sharing here, on the blog. But I finally feel compelled to tell you one of my secrets.
I'm unfaithful to my husband. With celebrities, no less.
I know it's hard to believe, even though most of you know I grew up in Los Angeles and worked in the Hollywood area for twenty years (I even once threw Jeremy Piven out of my office for being awful), thus having the potential to meet famous and interesting people. But it's true.
When I'm asleep, anyway. Yes, I have dreams of random movie stars and how we're carrying on torrid love affairs behind Mr. ShellHawk's back.
|John Cusack has been a big crush of mine since "Better Off Dead." We've|
had several encounters in dreamland.
Pic via The Midnight Compass, appropriately enough...
Oh, it's implied, all right, but it's never done. That's either sad or really great, depending on your point of view and, of course the celebrity involved. I say that, because not every celeb is as high on the attractive meter as John Cusack. Sometimes, it's someone like Danny DeVito.
|Danny is as surprised about this as I am, I'm sure. Image via Organic Connections.|
This celeb actually elicited a short conversation:
|He reads and loves coffee. He also looks like he'd happily pitch both over for |
a roll in those nice sheets. I can live with that. Image via Spectacle Provocateuse
|Still handsome, even without his |
trademark 'stache. Image via
Me: I'm really sorry, hon. Last night, I had an affair in my dreams with Tom Selleck.
Mr. ShellHawk: With mustache or without?
Long pause as I try to remember.
Me: With mustache.
Mr. ShellHawk: Right on.
Last night was actually a double header, which is a first. It was affairs with both Michael J. Fox and Russell Brand, possibly two of the least alike celebrities I can think of.
|Image via Style Weekly.|
|Image via ign.com|
Although I can't remember every single affair I've had over the years, I can add these two to my list:
|Image via Film Hash.|
My very, very very very best? The geek girl's god:
|Simultaneously the best and most disappointing, because of aforesaid|
confession of lack of deed-doing. Pic via Film Cycle.
One of these fine years, when I learn Photoshop, I'll have to make a posed pic with me and all my boys. That would be hilarious!
But in the end, I always wake up to my one true love, who puts up with my nocturnal infidelities and loves me anyway: Mr. ShellHawk (and Ape, of course...).
I wonder who's next?