This month I had an amazing opportunity to go to the Gold Crown TCA Winter Party in Pasadena, California. For those of you that may not know what this is (until recently that included me) it’s a giant press party for the Hallmark Channel to introduce upcoming movies and new serials. For those of you that may not know that I am a huge Hallmark Channel fan, oh I am (I AM!). You’re up to speed so let’s move forward.
The glamorous event was held at the Tournament of Roses House and was nothing short of magical. Intricate chandeliers dangled from a princessy billowy ceiling casting a soft, romantic light under which everyone appeared lightly airbrushed. Perennial favorites looking younger than their biological ages roamed red carpets, flashed brilliant smiles and got cozy with the press. I was there with one of the announcers of The Kitten Bowl (a major star) (it’s my blog) (she would kill me for that) (I think she’s a huge deal) which will air on Super Bowl Sunday, so tune in for adorable antics by clueless felines (end of shameless plug). And now a story about my brush with Jack Wagner. *drumroll*
I saw him from across a crowded room… Seriously, I did see him standing across a very crowded room. Frisco was wedged somewhere between Felicia and Uncle Jessie’s wife, not far from the former JAG chick turned Hallmark Good Witch (and yes, she’s truly a supermodel looking thing unaided by any purchasable helps). When we passed by him he introduced himself to my partner in crime (the major star) at which point my mouth foolishly fell open and I said, “You’re Jack Wagner?!” This Robert Redfordy-looking hot stuff appeared at least ten years younger than me when a Wikipedia search says the opposite is true.
There is no spectacular ending to this story as I am spoken for (see major star) (ahem) (and he was with his wife, but let’s move on), but it’s important you know that Frisco Jones is far better than a romantic television character and perfectly suited to the Hallmarkian crowd. Holy moly–he had charm to spare. He certainly tolerated this girl, even when I stole his dinner place card. I had to. I’m not proud but I wanted to blog about it (this is the blog) (also I was too nervous to get his picture, so this insert will have to do).
As I looked around that crowd of gorgeous faces, I felt very much at home because these were folks who played the characters I’d grown up with. Whether it was Full House, Seventh Heaven—you name it, you must admit it was a kinder, gentler time in television history. In this day of Real Housewives of (name a city, it really doesn’t matter), there is still one network where happy endings are possible, in fact, they are guaranteed. The Hallmark Channel is a network positively chock-full of messages about doing the right thing and listening to your heart. Nestled in the heart of this happy group, I realized that each could be anywhere they wanted, and they wanted to be at this warm, cozy network. At that moment I knew I could, and should, follow my own heartbeat. I made the decision to go my own way, write with my own ink from here in, not be ashamed of showing my appreciation for real love, loving families and hope. Yes, I confess that I have so much hope. It was….liberating. It made me feel better than Jack (Frisco) Wagner’s smile.
So with that I announce that new things are on the horizon. I’m working on some projects that I believe you will like. So…hang around. 😀