By Maddie Smith
I’m in love with Rachel Riley.
Now, all of those of you from the UK or Southern Hemisphere are probably saying “me too”. For everyone else Google her if you aren’t familiar with the programs Countdown or 8 Out of 10 Cats Does Countdown.
My fiancé knows and accepts that Rachel is the only woman I’d leave her for. The problem is that she would probably leave me for Rachel too! I’m not sure quite how we would resolve that.
What makes Rachel special is that she is the whole package. I doubt there is another woman in the whole world able to wear a dress, any dress, better than her. She has a smile that would melt granite and the best legs in the business, especially when matched with an appropriate dress (as you will see if you Google her). And those are just the fringe things; she has a personality and wit that would be hard to beat. Then there is her incredible mind. She is a mathematician and can work out complex number problems in her head in seconds. A clever woman is a very sexy thing. Fortunately, I have one of those as a fiancé.
Rachel sits in a group of one. But surprisingly, she doesn’t influence my fashion ideas or direction, nor do I want to be like her. No, Rachel really is the fantasy, the perfect woman. I will never have a body like that and couldn’t possibly aspire to emulate her dress sense.
But the key word here is fantasy. I am in the fortunate position of being engaged to the perfect woman. It took me six decades to find her, but the wait was worth it. Being that happy together means we both get to talk about and enjoy Rachel as we perceive her to be. Fantasy intact. The most powerful thing in the world, so I have found, is two people so completely sure of each other that anyone and anything can be talked about without any jealousy or worry. Which is also great fun! Particularly if we both want to wear the same dress we are discussing!
You’ll be happy to know, after getting through that introduction, that this story has a point. And it is this, I think I have a type! And that possibly influences how I try to look as Maddie.
Of course, I could be completely wrong, so let me present the evidence to the jury.
Rachel is pure fantasy so she doesn’t get entered into evidence. However, there was one big influence when I was growing up; it wasn’t Farrah Fawcett, like every other teenage boy of my age, it was absolutely and totally Jaclyn Smith. She was smokin’ hot (and has aged particularly well, just check her website). I was completely smitten, and still am.
But it only hit me this week that the look I seem to be settling on and cultivating for Maddie has so much Jaclyn about it. Personally, I say that’s a good thing. I hadn’t really given it any thought, Until I did …
But is it coincidence or is there more to it? Let me present piece of evidence #2 your honour.
And that is Jacqueline Bisset.
I was seriously into diving for a major part of my first 30 years. The film ‘The Deep’ was one of my favourites. How could anyone not fall in love with Bisset as she looked in that movie! And she is still hot! It seems I never fell out of love with her either …
Now spot the difference – there isn’t a lot is there! It could be argued they are very similar in their overall look. Do I have a type? And has that influenced how I treat Maddie’s look? As usual I’ll over-analyse that question (as I’m doing right now) and come up with no answer at all, probably.
If my two favourite women from the past have influenced me, then it was completely subconscious. That said I couldn’t be happier than having the look of those two to aspire to. I will take note now.
So, the jury is out, and could be for some time.
Which now begs the question – do you girls have influences from your past? Your present? Or do you make your own way in finding your preferred look?