Lust Objects
A lot of these, you'll probably notice that I go for people that starred as couples in movies, or who had great chemistry together (IMO) onscreen...
A lot of my crushes are pretty mainstream: Heath Ledger and Julia Stiles are still, however-many-years-after-Ten-Things-I-Hate-About-You, my ultimate couple fantasy. (Heath Ledger is probably a good base for most of my boy-likes: wavy hair, non-scruffy [at his best], FANtastic smile, muscular but not in a muscl-y way.)
So cute.Speaking of Heath Ledger movies, people that have been his co-stars:
Dear Jake Gyllenhaal: thank you for fucking up my dreams FOR MONTHS. Also, Jena Malone is pretty cute.A Knight's Tale - Laura Fraser and Alan Tudyk!
Unsurprisingly, Alan Tudyk also shows up here:
The cast of Firefly. Yes, the
entire cast of Firefly. Even Book. And Jayne.
But especially Morena Baccarin. And Jewel Staite and Gina Torres. And... yes, the entire cast of Firefly.
Morena Baccarin, incidentally, is also FREAKING GORGEOUS in real life.
Back to really, really mainstream:
Angelina. Brad I can give or take depending on his looks.
Keira Knightley and
Johnny Depp...
The chemistry again - John Cho and Kal Penn.
Ziyi Zhang.
Oded Fehr. Normally I hate beards - it's like the #1 turn-off - but FUCK is he hot.
And here.Russell Peters, a hometown boy:
here; and his manager,
Big Shake.
What I'd call my "cutesexy" contingent, which is also surprisingly dominated by Big Love cast members:
Ginnifer Goodwin,
Amanda Sayfried,
Tina Majorino,
Tom Felton (agh, is he even of age yet?).
Not cute at all, but hot:
Dame Judi DenchAnd also:
John Abraham and Lisa Ray (
here too), stars of Water. Boys in glasses OMFG.
Aishwarya Rai. It's the eyes. All about those eyes.
For the completely random:
Kunihiko Ikuhara, the creator of Shoujo Kakumei Utena. He's just ADORABLE. And WEIRD, but mostly adorable.
I'll back Belle up on
pretty much everyone here... ESPECIALLY the "total fucking SF fangirl mode". *fans self* Jennifer Tilly? Yes please.
And, to top it off:
every single cast member of Heroes over the age of 18. Not pictured: Mr. Bennett. But he's on there too. And let's especially select out Sendhil Ramamurthy:
oh yeah. Another one where he's SO cute that the scruff can get a by...
Eulogy
This post is the eulogy that my mother wrote for my grandmother's funeral. Both my mother and my grandmother are pretty amazing women, and I hope this gives you an idea of why...:
Wee Hazel, when she drew herself up to full height, stood all of five foot three (and as she insisted) ¾ of an inch. Her stature was the only thing small about my mother she had the most loving heart, most charming personality and the wisest, creative and intuitive mind of anyone I’ve ever known. As a kid, I always hated that intuitive part – I could never get away with anything.
Over the years, people have asked me if I was ever lonely growing up as an only child. My answer was always a resounding “NO”. Mum was my best friend, closest confidant and biggest cheerleader. She had a way of hugging you that made all the problems in the world go away, and if a hug didn’t do the trick, one of her “wee cups of tea” always would.
Mum was a self-professed “softie” and a crusader for social justice long before the term became fashionable. I remember on more than one occasion acquiring an “older sister” - some young woman who had confided in my mother about being abused. Mum would take them into our home and there they would stay until they could manage on their own.
I have also watched 7 foster brothers and sisters grow up and flourish – children from Africa and South America that mum sponsored through Christian Children’s Fund. You may have seen a picture of Hamdu Sulemana in the visitation room. He wants to become a doctor and help the people in his village who have very little access to medical care.
And if that weren’t enough, the Booth household always had a steady stream of animals running through it – hamsters, cats with frozen paws, a three-legged dog, a pigeon, and once, a raccoon I had captured. That lasted about a day, until Mum figured out that there was absolutely nothing wrong with it.
Like I said, mum was smart. So smart, in fact, that homemaking was never enough for her. She went back to work six months after I was born – something virtually unheard of in the early 1950s.
What I never appreciated until years later was that my dad supported her pursuits. I remember seeing him help cook and clean house, while mum would help him in the yard. The modelling they provided have shaped my attitudes about marriage and work throughout my life.
From her first job as a ticket-taker “on the buses” in wartime England, which is where she met Dad, to secretary at White’s Hardware, co-ordinator of Marketing and Advertising for Dow Corning, and her role as President of the Women’s Advertising Club of Toronto, I always felt proud of my mum’s accomplishments and never felt deprived at being the only kid on the block that didn’t have a stay-at-home mother.
That’s because mum’s lasting legacy was her warm and loving nature – we who are lucky enough to be family got to experience that love all the time, but work colleagues and friends were also drawn by her kindness, charm and wisdom. I used to swear my mother could walk into a closet and come out with a friend.
There are many lasting lessons mum taught me, like: if you have a good story, especially a funny one, tell it. If you can ease someone else’s burden by a kind word or a thoughtful act, do it. Take responsibility for all of your actions. (That’s another one I hated as a child, but certainly grew to appreciate in adulthood.) And, there is no such thing as too much education. Guess I took that last one to heart.
