I’ve been absent from the internet for a bit as too many other obligations and activities have been claiming my attention. After this week I should have plenty of time to catch up on my reading, and I’m dying to see what’s been going on with all of you. 🙂
This past weekend was packed with so much grown-up fun, I barely survived it. My husband has an incredible group of friends/fraternity brothers from college and this past weekend we celebrated two big events… one birthday and one wedding. I was fortunate to get a babysitter for both occasions, so Dan and I got dressed up and partied like rock stars. Sadly, it’s Monday and I’m still feeling the effects of the late nights and excessive cocktails. Getting older is such hell.
Anyway, the fun part of this story (at least for me) took place at the wedding. The bride and groom rented out a boutique hotel in the heart of Manhattan Beach for the event and it was one of the most beautiful weddings I’ve ever attended. Now, I’m not a person who gets star-struck. Living in LA, that’s just part of the culture and environment, and thankfully, I could give two-shits about most celebrities. They’re just people. Nothing to get excited about. Except……when one of my childhood crushes walks into the room.
As a kid I was in love with Peirce Brosnan from Remington Steele. Eric Estrada from Chips. Henry Winkler as The Fonz. Tom Sellack as Magnum P.I. And…..Robert Wagner from Hart to Hart. So, you can imagine my fan girl reaction when Robert Wagner and his gorgeous wife, Jill St. John walked into the wedding!!!!!!!! A freaking Bond Girl walked into the wedding!!!!!!!!!!! She starred in Diamonds are Forever (1971) with freaking Sean Connery! AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! (By the way, Sean Connery was in my top ten until he turned 80, but I still love him!)
So, I handled myself with all the dignity of a twelve year old at a One Direction concert. I approached the groom (Dan’s dear friend and fraternity brother) and calmly told him that I would grant whatever favor he wanted if he could introduce me to Mr. Wagner and his wife without making me look like a complete asshole. It turns out that the groom’s mother is a cousin of Jill St. John, and the groom arranged a most natural introduction by first introducing me to his mother who was seated next to Jill and Robert. She then casually introduced me to her guests. Then…..I ruined it by telling Mr. Wagner that I’ve had a crush on him since 1980 and that I basically begged to be introduced to him. Sigh. I know, I am such an asshole.
Thankfully, Mr. Wagner and his wife were gracious and friendly. They exude that old Hollywood charm that is missing from so many of their younger peers today. I interrupted their dinner, but they stopped eating to shake hands, exchange small talk and allowed me to take a picture with them. Robert, or RJ as he asked me to call him, even made my husband take extra pictures to ensure they turned out. He also thanked me for the nice compliment about having a crush on him for three and a half decades. LOL! I have several pictures, and unfortunately I can’t post any of them. I have a strict policy of not posting pictures of other people on the internet without their permission. I was not the only person in the photos, so I will respect the privacy of the other people involved.
So, as I continue to recover from the weekend and Google past Hart to Hart episodes on the internet, I would love to know if you have any ‘fan girl’ moments of your own. 😉