Just when you thought Brothers & Sisters could get no better Rob Lowe shows up. I first fell in love with Rob Lowe when Hotel New Hampshire came out. That was in 1984. We go back a long way. I met him a couple of years ago. I was sitting at Oriel’s wine bar in Sloane Square having a drink with my great friend Carla. He walked past us.
“I’m sorry,” I said to Carla. “I just have to do this.” I sprang from my seat, accosted Rob and told him he was the first love of my life. He was sweet. It probably happens to him at least twice an hour. He even said hello to Carla who was busy muttering “shameless” into her wine glass.
“Come see my play while you’re in town,” he said, grinned that cheeky grin and walked away. I did go and see his play, he was in A Few Good Men. He played Tom Crusie if you know what I mean.
Anyway, this has all got me thinking. Are soap operas the equivalent of the romantic novel? Are they the replacement for books like Pride & Prejudice, Wuthering Heights and Jane Eyre? And if so, are we a new generation of Emma Bovarys, constantly dissatisfied because Rob Lowe is not about to show up on our doorstep?
I was just wondering.
Copyright: Helena Frith Powell 2009
I hope it’s not annoying that this question is totally apropos of nothing, but I read somewhere that women in France wear skirts/dresses more often than women in America.
Whenever I go shopping, it seems the selection of skirts has become pitifully small. Every woman wears jeans for casual occasions & dress pants for work. I’m afraid that eventually skirts will disappear forever!
Not sure if this answers your question but i had to go to A&E the other day in London and was deeply dissapointed that my doctor was nothing like McDreamy. So not sure whether soaps affect my romantic aspirations but they have definitely affected my medical ones….. then again maybe i just need to try a different hospital xx louise
Talking skirts, Jennifer, I have really noticed coming from England to live in Canada that people here don’t wear skirts much at all. I always notice – being a lover of skirts and dressers (which suite my figure so much better then trossers, in fact skirt compliment most womens figures so much better the trossers do, especially if they get the right style and shape for them) I’m often the only one when out not wearing ‘pants!’ – if you get my drift.
Where in Canada do you live?
I also think that part of it is the climate. I’m American, and I live in a northern state. For many months out of the year, it’s simply too cold to wear anything but pants, along with “romance killers”–thermal underwear, underneath.
I’m in Kelowna in the Okanagan, B.C. The winters are colder then England, but from March to October it is much much walmer. I think here people have just got into the habit of dressing very casual and then if they do dress up more they were smart trossers, not skirts. Lots of bikinis in the summer though and the odd little beach type of skirts that you were over them.