Fantasy Second Husbands©: The 2007 Edition

Song Lyric of the Day:

One two three four / Tell me that you love me more / Sleepless long nights / That is what my youth was for

Feist / “1234”

12:44PM.
As my pea-sized attention span dictates, my tastes change often. A lot. Which is why not even the talented, handsome men on
my Fantasy Second Husbands© list have tenure. They can, and will, be replaced on a whim. (Sorry, guys.) To that end, we wish a fond farewell to George Eads and see Ray Park put on the standby list. Ray has a place of honor on the list for (1) being really nice in person and (2) remembering my name. Probably because I wasn’t in a Star Wars costume (those of us in our civvies stood out). Enrique Murciano is now on the fence on account of my disdain for his Without a Trace pairing with Roselyn Sanchez (seriously, CBS — get her off the show. PLEASE. It was fine — and much better — without her on it).

Before I get to my current rotation of FSH©s, though, let me once again count the ways in which I love my actual husband, Rich. He’s smart. He’s funny. He’s devilishly handsome. At times, he’s just devilish. He is occasionally patient beyond belief (see: the following FSH© list). He is always there for me, and I know I’m lucky to have him. Now, on with the show.

*Note: Preceding statement of husband-approval endorsed, demanded, and appreciated by Rich.

Since they’re in no particular order, we’ll start with Wentworth Miller. As my 11 loyal readers know, I’ve been a fan of dear ol’ Wenty since Prison Break started. And despite PB seriously faltering in its second year (way too much going on, cartoonish characters), The Pretty managed to retain his luster and still does a great man-cry. So he gets to stay on the list. Now if the PB writers can just get the show back on track next year.


Johnny Depp should have been on my FSH list all along — he was one of the first, ever since I started watching 21 Jump Street. Ah, how I loved my Officer Tommy Hanson. I’ve enjoyed watching Johnny over the years — his growth as an actor has been amazing to watch; he’s come a really long way from getting sucked into a bed. Sleepy Hollow is one of my favorite horror movies, I can watch Charlie and the Chocolate Factory over and over again, and Ed Wood is a masterpiece, as those who have seen it know. I will, of course, be going to see Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End soon.



Ah, Daniel Craig. The laser blue eyes, the British accent, the chiseled physique — it’s all good. He first popped on my radar screen during Lara Croft: Tomb Raider. In fact, if memory serves, he was the best part of the movie. Until his character died. Once I saw him in the underappreciated British gangster movie Layer Cake, I knew the Bond producers had made the right choice casting him in Casino Royale. Like Johnny Depp, Craig makes risky movie choices, which, more often than not, work. He’s a daring actor and I look forward to watching his drama The Mother, a Netflix rental I have at home. I’ll watch it as soon as I have the time to enjoy it uninterrupted. With a glass of Scotch and a pack of ciggies.

Simon Baker was the only good thing about The Ring Two. The curly hair, the beautiful blue eyes; he managed to inject some humor and humanity into an otherwise awful sequel. Of course, I first really took notice of him in his other 2005 release, Land of the Dead. By 2006’s interracial romantic comedy Something New, I knew he’d be on my FSH list someday. And now here he is. After a brief stint on CBS’s quickly cancelled Smith, I find myself eagerly awaiting his next movie. Until then, there’s always Netflix through which I can enjoy some of his earlier, less flashy work (Book of Love) and my DVDs of The Devil Wears Prada and LotD to pass the time. This devilish Aussie is just the right man to have fun with. And possibly get arrested.

The only good thing about the sequel Lara Croft Tomb Raider: The Cradle of Life was Scotsman Gerard Butler. Until his character died. Often the most memorable actor in obscure, underseen movies (and sometimes just flat-out bad ones), I think Gerry (as his ardent fans call him) really started to hit his stride with the gem Dear Frankie, which I loved. He has an uncanny ability to be very chameleon-like from role to role (Dracula 2000, Attila, The Phantom of the Opera) — no small feat for such a strikingly handsome man. So it was with great pleasure (on every level) that I’ve watched him become a full-fledged star with 300. A ripped Gerard Butler in a leather bikini? What was there not to like?

At a mere 29 years old, the flat-out beautiful Jensen Ackles rounds out my FSH list. I have to admit, I stopped watching Dark Angel after its first season, so I missed his addition to the cast in the second, and final, year. He got my attention with the very first episode of Supernatural. He’s really come into his own throughout the second season of the show, managing to simultaneously convey bravado, vulnerability, self-doubt, fierceness, and a self-deprecating sense of humor. Being a little piggy myself, I get an extra kick out of the fact that his character, Dean Winchester, is sometimes single-minded about food. So while the second season of Supernatural focused primarily on Sam’s (Jared Padalecki) story, it was most definitely Dean’s show.

*Note: Wentworth Miller, Johnny Depp, Daniel Craig, Gerard Butler, and Jensen Ackles images courtesy of All Hands on Deck. Simon Baker photo courtesy of SimonSphere.

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